Rock Bottom

Angel

Magnus hadn't quite registered the event yet. His body had reacted automatically, but his mind was still catching up. Alec was kissing him, and not just like a peck or something. Alec was into it, pulling Magnus closer eagerly. He hardly cared that 'Magnus the warlock' and 'Alec the Angelic Warrior' had been abandoned, and were now being slaughtered by demons on the screen.

He'd been trying so hard to be good, while every fibre of his being wanted to be closer to the man beside him. It was a kinda high feeling how much Alexander wanted that too. Alexander had flung himself on top of Magnus, and was kissing him like it was all he wanted in the whole world.

Magnus wanted to lose himself in this moment. He no longer cared where he was, or what he was worth. All he wanted was to remain tangled up in Alec's arms, kissing like the world didn't matter.

But there was only one thing more important than what Magnus wanted right now.

"Alexander," Magnus whispered, pulling them apart for a moment.

"Am I doing something wrong?" Alec asked, insecurity and worry written all over his face.

"Heavens no," Magnus replied quickly, wishing he could clear that doubt from Alec's eyes. "But Alexander, I don't want you to feel pressured into anything. We can just play video games if you want."

"If that's what you want..." Alec agreed, shyly.

With a sigh, Magnus tried again. He gently placed a hand on Alec's face. "It doesn't matter what I want, beautiful angel," he whispered.

"Of course it does," Alec stated firmly.

Magnus smiled at him, in awe of the kindness behind his eyes. This isn't how people usually looked at him. Once again, Magnus found himself stroking Alec's face, and this time Alec's eyes closed at his touch.

"I have no clue what you are doing here with me," Magnus whispered.

"I wanna be here with you," Alec replied easily, as if this were the most obvious thing in the world.

"For the life of me I can't understand why," Magnus whispered.

"I've never felt this way before," Alec explained. "Touching you, even just thinking about you sometimes..."

Magnus gave him space to finish speaking, but it quickly became clear that Alec didn't have the words to describe what he was feeling.

"Oh, how I wish I could knew what you are thinking," Magnus whispered when it was clear Alec wasn't going to continue.

"And I want to kiss you," Alec said suddenly. "If that's what you want..."

With a moan of surrender, Magnus pulled Alec close again and the kissing continued. Then he was kissing Alexander's neck. Fingers gently traced over exposed skin, but no clothes came off. There was something incredibly sexy about just being near each other on the couch touching the sensitive skin along the edge of clothing, and kissing whatever wanted to be kissed, but without doing more. Magnus could not remember when he'd been more aroused, but at the same time less likely to actually have sex.

"Hmmm," Alec murmured as he tried to snuggle in closer without much success since it wasn't possible for them to get any closer.

Though his mind was fairly blank with contentment, Magnus did note that he'd never done this before. He'd never touched, caressed and teased like this without any sense of it moving past that. There was something very intimate and wonderful about it, but also something that almost scared him.

They must have been there on the couch for quite a while. The tv had gone into sleep mode long before the front door opened and burst their bubble.