The Fetish { ] Magnus Bane x Alec Lightwood [ }

Chapter Four : The Result Part One

When Alec woke up he did not panic. No not at all. Not even when he realized that his hands, tied together and bound at the wrist, where tied to the head board above his head. Or when he found that a strong, padded leather was wrapped around each of his upper thighs and calves, attached by a strong rope leading down to what Alec assumed to be the legs of the bed. And he definitely did not panic when he found that the bonds were magically enhanced and next to impossible to get out of, leaving him completely vulnerable in his naked state -did he mention he was naked before? Nope. Not. At. All.

Harsh breaths left his lips as the Shadowhunter scanned the room -he was still in Magnus' room, much to his relief- shivering when the cold air hit his bare skin. He pulled at his wrists, tugging this way and that only to realize that the rope only gave enough slack for it to be comfortable if he wanted to turn over onto his stomach, he nearly trembled at what that implied. His legs were much the same way, whilst they had much more maneuvering room, he couldn't exactly do anything other than kick a little due to his hands. A dull ache was curling up around his stomach and he ignored it as some side effect of whatever had been used to knock him out.

It was then, as he was letting his limbs relax -in an effort to save energy- after realizing that there was absolutely no way he was getting out of his bonds, Alec realized something. He was in Magnus' room. Bound to the bed. This just did. Not. Compute. The words bound and Magnus sent a hash shiver up his spine and he groaned when he felt his cock give a jerk -he was surprised to realize it was already semi-erect- something twisted in his stomach in result, sending a burst of what felt like pure unaltered need straight to his brain, and his erection. A hazy wave of lust was starting to fall over his vision and he struggled to fight it, beginning to once again yank on his bonds.

It was in his lust-induced panic that Alec forgot to ask himself the most important question of all: Just where was Magnus?

Magnus grinned, watching silently from the shadows as his Shadowhunter finally began to wake. He had been worried there for a moment, worried that he maybe have used too much magic to knock him out, but his fears were quickly quelled as his love woke up. He watched as Alec's long lashes fluttered, pale eyelids lifting to reveal hazy baby blues that were steadily becoming clearer. He saw the way panic flickered in his love's eyes and fought the urge to go to him. No. He told himself firmly, taking deep breaths. This is about him, not you. You need to do this right.

The Warlock knew that Alec would be scared, that he would be nervous and out of his depth. Magnus had known all of this from the beginning of his plan; and he also knew that it would be his job to get his Shadowhunter to relax and enjoy it. To let go and allow Magnus to bring him to the peak of pleasure. A small shiver ran up his back at the thought.

He bit his lip as he watched his lover relax into the bed, panting breaths leaving his lips as his blue eyes flitted around the room. If Magnus hadn't been watching so intently he might not have noticed the slight widening in Alec's eyes just before his already semi-erect shaft gave a twitch, quickly making its way to full hardness, but since he was he saw the look of shock and disbelief. Did his Shadowhunter really think so little of him? Magnus frowned quietly to himself before shaking his head. Well he would change his mind about that.

He took a steadying breath, preparing himself to start the show. Alec was almost ready, his body finally registering the aphrodisiac in his system and driving the Shadowhunter straight into lust. He took one more steadying breath, focusing his mind and calming his thoughts. This was going to be intense -Magnus knew because he had done this before, he knew what the horrifying after-effects could be and how they could affect a person- and emotional. He would have to slowly take down his love's walls until there was nothing hidden from him; until Alec understood that Magnus was there and in control, that he would give him what he needed, would always give him what he needed, and that Magnus was there. Always there.