The Prince of Hell

The start of Corruption part 1

Chapter 15

"You know you want to," Alec teased, his blue eyes shining in the dim lighting, sparkling with mischief.

"Of course I want to," Magnus admitted. "That's the problem."

"I promise to be on my best behaviour," Alec assured.

"Wish I could say the same," said Magnus. "Simply being in the same room with you is temptation enough. Imagine being in the same bed... Now that's just asking for trouble."

"Well maybe I am asking for trouble," Alec returned, a flirtatious little smile curving at his lips.

"Oh my sweet, Alexander," Magnus drawled sweetly. "I fear I'm becoming a bit of a bad influence on you."

"Perhaps," Alec agreed. The omega sighed as he adjusted his head against the pillows resting at his back, all playfulness now gone. "I miss you, Magnus." His voice came out a bit more whiny than he would have liked, but at this point he didn't really care. He missed his mate.

Alec was laying in bed, propping himself up with his pillows against the headboard. He wore a pair of black and gray plaid pajama pants, most of it hidden underneath thick, quilted, olive green satin sheets. A simple gray tank top was paired with it, leaving delicate pale skin, made even more beautiful by the intricate swirls of runes, bare for Magnus' eyes to feast on.

Magnus himself wore a pair of matching blue pajama pants and a long silk robe, decorated with what looked like spindly black tree branches. His robe was left opened to reveal a black and silver beaded necklace, the only piece of jewelry he had on Alec noted,
resting against beautiful honey toned skin that seemed to shimmer in the dim light of his bedroom. Though the warlock was free of his usual makeup, Alec could make out a few specs of glitter here and there, and thought the alpha looked absolutely delicious. Magnus too was laying in bed, leaned back against the headboard, a red cushioned headboard of what Alec could tell was a far too large bed, and very much different from the one he'd seen when Magnus had given him a VIP tour of his apartment on their first date. Blue quilted silk sheets, that suspiciously resembled the color of Alec's eyes, layed pooled around the alpha's waist.

Magnus smiled at Alec's confession, his omega's words warming his heart. "Not as much as I have missed you my love," he returned softly.

"Then why aren't you here with me?" Alec challenged.

"Because it is late my dear shadowhunter. And I do not think that your parents would appreciate you sneaking boys into your bedroom at this late hour."

Alec scoffed, rolling his eyes at Magnus' teasing. "Well, you're hardly a boy."

Magnus gasped, placing a hand to his chest in feigned indignation.  "Alexander, are you calling me old? Why, I'll have you know I don't look a day over nineteen."

Alec couldn't help but chuckle. Magnus couldn't go a minute without making some kind of witty or sarcastic remark, Alec had come discover. The alpha seemed to have this unique ability to inject humor into just about any situation. It was one of the things he found that he loved the most about Magnus...as well as everything else of course.

The past week and a half have been nothing but wonderful...scarily so. After Alec's talk with his parents, Jonathan had gone back to Idris with much fanfare, and things have pretty much gone back to normal. Well, normal for them anyway.

Magnus was embracing his new position as the high warlock of Brooklyn, doing his best to balance spending time with his mate, and tending to the needs of his people. However, admittedly, he has not been able to fully relax or let his guard down, not with what his father told him constantly echoing at the back of his mind. He was still yet to tell Alec, and keeping such a secret from his mate was taking it's toll on him. He didn't like keeping secrets from Alec. However, Magnus didn't want to worry Alec, not so soon after the the whole Jonathon debacle, not with Alec finally relaxing. Magnus wanted them to enjoy their time together as much as possible before dropping such a massive bomb on their relationship. It was for this reason why he'd traveled to Edom. He needed to speak with his father again, assess the situation for himself.