Chapter 17

Alec wrinkled his nose, groaning softly, his cheek rubbing against a soft, yet firm surface as he settled down into the warmth that sorrounded him. A few beats passed and he blinked slowly trying to open his eyes, still feeling groggy from sleep. There was a bright beam of sunlight seeping in through a gap in the curtains temporarily blinding his vision. He watched through half opened lids as dust particles danced happily along the rays as they too awoke to greet the sunrise. As everything slowly came into focus, Alec couldn't help the smile that slowly overtook his face. Memories, like a dam bursting open, began flooding his conciousness as his mind began the diligent task of replaying the previous night's events.

It was now that he remembered the reason for the warmth that sorrounded him, burning like a volcanic furnace, sending heat seeping into his every pore.

Magnus.

The tips of Alec's ears instantly grew red; he couldn't help but blush. Magnus was lying on his back, his chest acting as a pillow supporting Alec's head, while his arms wrapped tightly around the shadowhunter's torso. It was as if he was trying to merge their two bodies into one, permanently stitching Alec's body to his own. Even their feet were still tangled together like plated vines as it had been when they'd fallen asleep.

Alec lifted his head, slowly, careful not to wake Magnus. He then slowly lifted Magnus' arm that was draped across his waist, trying to turn his body to face the other side of the bed. He wanted to check the time on his phone, but as soon as he managed to shift his body, Magnus shifted along with him. The two of them now layed on their sides, with Magnus playing the role of the big spoon. Alec layed perfectly still for a moment, determined not to wake his mate. He had a feeling that it was still very early, and although he'd gone to bed late, not to mention the amorous activities he'd partaken in, he was still a shadowhunter, and waking up at the crack of dawn was something that had long been engraved in his bones.

Alec slowly reached a hand out to the bedside table, picking up his phone. It was a little after 6:00am. Just as he'd suspected, his internal clock which had been permanently set to wake him up for his early morning training, had faithfully sounded, never minding how tired or how comfortable he was.

Before Alec could return his phone, "Do you have to get up?" He heard Magnus whisper in a gruff voice behind him, the warlock's warm breath fanning the back of his neck, causing goosebumps to flood his body and his hairs to stand on end.

Alec shivered. "Not really. We have training, but today is more voluntary, so I was planning on skipping it. I thought we could have breakfast together." He then slowly turned around so that he and Magnus were once again facing each other. "Why? Do you have any plans?"

Magnus' lips pulled into a soft smile. He reached out a hand and brushed away a lock of hair that hung loosely in front of Alec's eyes. "Not anymore." With that, he leaned in, gently laying a kiss on Alec's forehead. Although he had an important meeting with Ragnor planned for this morning, he figured that it wouldn't be too bad if he postponed it until later on in the day. He needed this time with his mate.

Alec sighed, closing his eyes in contentment.

The two of them stayed like that for a while, simply wrapped up in each other's arms. Every now and then one would say something and the other would respond. Magnus would trace the outline of Alec's face with the tips of his fingers; over the bridge of his nose, around his hairline, and underneath his slick jawline. Alec would simply smile and snuggle in even closer, drowning himself in his mate's intoxicating scent.

"Do you want to have breakfast here?" Alec asked some time later as the two of them stood side by side before a large rectangular shaped mirror and matching white porcelain sink, brushing their teeth. "We could always go to the cafeteria...stir up some trouble." He shrugged, glancing at Magnus' reflection in the mirror. "It is pancake day."

Yes, the two were indeed enjoying this kind of domesticity. There was no feel of urgency, simply two people going about their daily activities as per usual, except that it was the first time that they were doing these little things together. It felt so....for a lack of a better word; mundane. Normal.

Magnus would have never thought that simply watching someone brushing their teeth could be so riveting; how meticulous Alec was, so careful, doing his best to not allow even a smidgen of toothpaste to escape his mouth and dirty the edges. Even going as far as to wipe the corners of hos mouth every now and then. His shadowhuter suddenly seemed so strict.

As for Alec, similar thoughts also filled his mind. Magnus had always seemed so elegant in everything that he did, however, watching Magnus brush his teeth, Alec was finding out that there was a chaotic side to his mate as well.

Magnus chuckled lightly around a mouth full of toothpaste, getting a few specks here and there. After rinsing out his mouth and wiping the corners clean, he responded, "I swear you're only pretending to be an angel, but infact, you're a little demon in disguise."

Having finished brushing his teeth as well, Alec hung up his towel and gave Magnus his best evil grin. "But I'm your little demon," he said with a bit of a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Of course you are," Magnus agreed. "Come here." He pulled Alec into his embrace. He was still feeling a little bit riled up from lastnight. Firmly gripping a handful of hair at the back of Alec's head, he tilted the shadowhunter's head back at a perfect angle, before fiercely attacking his lips. Magnus sought no permission as his tongue broke through the seams of Alec's lips and roughly plunged into his mouth. It took a few beats for Alec to find his footing, but in the end, his own tongue was just as ruthless, warring vigorously against Magnus' like two dueling sword's men in a death match. Only when they'd both exhausted all methods of attack and ran out of breath, did either of them retreat, calling for a truce.

Magnus cupped Alec's face in his hands, gently caressing his cheeks, imprinting his current visage into his memory. "Do you want to shower first?" He asked.

In this moment, Alec did not need to consider before he responded, saying simply, "Why don't we shower together?"

Now, admittedly, inviting Magnus over lastnight had indeed been a spontaneous move on his part. However, after spending their first night together, not to mention everything that happened between them, Alec felt like he and Magnus had gotten even closer. Last night had been somewhat freeing; a sort of a, 'easing the tension', if you will.

Therefore, Alec strongly wanted things between them to continue along the same vein.

So... why would taking a shower together be a big deal?

Magnus pressed his face in the curve of Alec's neck, inhaling his scent. "Are you trying to kill me, Alexander?" He lamented. "Imagine the press releases, 'the all great and powerful Magnus Bane drops dead of a heart attack upon seeing his very handsome and sexy mate in the shower.' The ridicule. Do you not pity me?"

Alec chuckled, blushing lightly even as he tilted his head to side, giving Magnus further access. "I'm sure you'll manage," he said, voice low. "Besides, it's not like you haven't already seen it all. I'm pretty sure I was completely naked at some point lastnight. Or was that all a dream?"

"If it was, then it was indeed the most wonderful dream." Magnus slowly began scattering kisses along Alec's shoulder. "And I haven't seen everything, believe me," he said after a moment.

Alec tried his best not to roll his eyes.

"But, as for showering together, it's different," Magnus assured.

"How so?" Alec couldn't help but ask, despite not being entirely sure that he wanted to know the answer.

"Well for one, showers are my weakness. Not only will you be naked, but you'll be wet," said Magnus. He paused his actions, his expression as if deep in thought, "Naked and wet" he whispered. "A truely deadly combination." He then sighed as if enduring some great pain, adding, "I am but a man, Alexander."

"Pfft," Alec chuckled. This whole conversation was beyond ridiculous. "So does this mean you won't shower with me then?"

Magnus looked aghast. "What? When did I say that?" He quickly defended. "I'm simply letting you know that I bear no responsibility for anything that might happened during said shower."

"Alright."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my hands to myself," Magnus continued seemingly serious, even as his hands were already caressing Alec's hips.

"Then don't," said Alec. At Magnus' look of surprise, he smirked. He then pulled away from Magnus, turned his back, and began removing his pajamas.

Magnus stood transfixed, he didn't move a muscle, couldn't, even if he tried. Was this his innocent little omega? First last night, and now... Surely this coy teasing of his wasn't that of someone inexperienced?

Magnus watched Alec's every move. He suddenly felt that he hadn't really taken the time appreciate his mate. He felt like he'd been so worried about loosing control, that he hadn't truely appreciated Alec's beauty; afraid of looking at him for too long ,or too closely. Of course these thoughts were all ridiculous, but even lastnight now felt like a distant memory to Magnus, something that happened centuries ago. He felt like he was seeing Alec for the first time.

The shadowhunter's muscles were very well defined, like a sculpture one had spent years in carving. All those hours of training made for a truly great physique. Infact, as far as Magnus was concerned every inch of Alec's body was perfect; his pecks, the way his six pack was perfectly outlined, that V at his hips, even those two sexy little dimples at his lower back that he was only just now seeing for the first time as Alec pulled his down pants...indeed a very tantalizing view. Magnus felt is hunger growing.

He watched until Alec was completly naked, taking in every inch of Alec's body. He was pretty sure that he had drool trailing down his chin. What was Alexander trying to do to him? What was he trying to prove? Was Alec testing him?

Alec didn't say a word, he simply turned his head to glance back at Magnus before making his way into the shower. Magnus' gaze was lazer focused on those two perfectly rounded steam buns that he was yearning to take a big bite out of. It wasn't until he heard the sound of the water beating down on the shower floor that he snapped out of his daze. The warlock practically teleported into the shower. One moment he was still standing in front of the mirror, and the next, he was standing in the shower behind Alec.

"You're still dressed," said Alec, briefly glancing at Magnus over his shoulder.

Magnus didn't respond, he simply held Alec's arms, pulling him from underneath the spray. As he turned Alec around to face him, he did his best not to look down, keeping his gaze fixed on Alec's. He still held a bit of apprehension in his heart despite the already big step that they'd taken just lastnight. "What's going on with you? You know you don't have to do these things right? There's no rush." He felt like he needed more confirmation; that Alec wasn't just doing these things to please him because he felt like this was what he, Magnus wanted.

Alec pushed his wet hair back from his face, then wrapped his arms loosely around Magnus' neck. "I know," he assured, the look in his eyes giving Magnus that last bit of confirmation he needed. Alec then leaned in and gave Magnus a chaste kiss on his lips, before turning back around. He grabbed a bath sponge, and handed it to Magnus. "Now, will you please help me wash my back."

Magnus eyed the sponge like it was some great abomination, a pest in need of immediate termination. He threw the bath sponge back into the little basket attached to the shower and turned Alec back around. "You little..." Magnus didn't finish his statement. He pulled Alec flush against himself, then proceeded to kiss the shadowhunter breathless.

"You think..." He whispered as he moved those hot lips down Alec's neck, biting at his pulse point. "...you can just tease me like this."

Alec didn't manage a retort.

Soon the two became a wet tangle of limbs and heavy breathes. Magnus pushed Alec up against the wall, the tiles still cold despite the rising steam slowly filling the bathroom. His kisses were almost painful. Alec felt a stinging sensation in his bottom lip followed by the bitter flavor of blood splashing against his tongue. And when he suddenly felt Magnus' hand grip his member, with an almost desperate gasp, he pulled away from Magnus' lips, tilting his head back against the cold tiles as he fought to catch his breath.

"Mag...Magnus..." His voice broken.

Magnus licked and nibbled at Alec's collar bone. "You're driving me crazy, Alexander," came his husky voice; and even as he left little red mark's along Alec's chest, not for one moment did his hand let up. He gripped Alec's length tightly, the hot water cascading over their bodies acting as a lubricant, making his strokes that much more smooth.

Magnus was like a man possessed; wild and erratic. His other hand roamed the rest of Alec's body, smoothly gliding over it's hills and valleys. Nimble fingers pulled at Alec's nipples and massaged the soft yet firm skin at his waist, traveling down and around the slight curve of his hip, coming to rest on the fleshy meat of his firm and perfectly round backside. As Magnus tightly gripped and massaged Alec's butt cheeks, his fingers coming within striking distance of that place he longed to enter, his mouth once again found Alec's. He sucked Alec's already swollen and bleeding bottom lip into his mouth, giving way for a messy and salacious kiss.

Alec felt all breath left him, as if all life was being sucked out of his body. He felt his knees tremble, and shockwaves surge though his system as his mind fought to gain back some kind of control. When Magnus finally ended the kiss, the two of them were left panting. Alec could just barely manage two words, whispering throatily against Magnus' lips that still refused to completely part from his own,

"Your....pants."

Magnus knew that those, now very uncomfortable, pants were the only thing currently keeping him in check. If lastnight's little endeaver had been risky on his part, then this morning's was just down right stupid. At this point Magnus knew that if he dared to remove those pants, there was no way he would not attempt to take Alec right then and there.

And so to preserve the tiny bit of self control he had remaining, and to prevent both of them from doing something they might later regret, Magnus ignored Alec's words, and simply kissed him again. His hand that held Alec's member tightly in it's grip, began to move with real purpose now, his thumb intermittently gliding over the sensitive tip. His lips traveled a hot and steamy route down Alec's neck, before making a u-turn to the sensitive shell of his ear, and just like that, Alec's mind went blank.

Alec knew that he should be doing something, he wanted to give Magnus pleasure as well. He did not want to be a selfish lover, however, currently his body simply refused to listen to him. He was like a fish out of water struggling to breathe, or likewise a drowning man reaching for a life raft to keep himself afloat.

Magnus noticed the change in Alec's demeaner, the sheer desperation for release carved deep into his features. In an instant, Magnus was on his knees. His hands gripped Alec's thighs to keep the omega from falling, and in the next breath, his mouth was enveloping Alec's pulsing member.

The sudden change was a shock to Alec's system. His eyes that were previously close, shot opened, before tightly closing once again. It was a different kind of heat from the one that a hot shower provided, a different kind of wetness that engulfed him. This kind of fire didn't just penetrate the pores of his skin, but it bored it's way into the depths of his soul. And with only a few smooth back and forth's, and a few twist and flicks of his tongue, Magnus had Alec coming completely undone.

Alec's body went taut, his back arching of the wall as a pleasurable wave of electric current surged though him. It was like a burst of energy, hot and numbing, beginning at that place between his legs and spreading throughout his entire body. Then as the flow of energy reversed, his body began to convulse, writhing in agonized pleasure.

Even as the heat of Alec's essence burned his tongue, triggering all of his senses, Magnus did not stop his movements. He sucked little Alec until the shadowhunter's body grew weak and he cried out in pleasure-pain from the over stimulation, only then did Magnus stop, rising to his feet. The two kissed sloppily as Magnus pulled Alec's still trembling body into his own.

Some minutes later as Magnus poured douche gel in his hands, opting to ignore that abominable bath sponge, and began slowly rubbing circles on Alec's back, he found that there were three little words that were fighting their way out from his lips. However, he chose to swallow them back down. Such words carried grandeur, and as far as he was concerned, when he finally confessed his deepest feelings to Alec, the moment should be as such.

Meanwhile, Alec, who was still silently glued to Magnus, as if the blood circulating throughout his body had finally completed it's journey from his groin back up to his brain, suddenly blurted, "You're still hard." Completely ruining the moment.

Magnus couldn't help but laugh. "Don't worry about it. Let me help you shower first, then I'll take care of it."

Alec frowned, lifting his head off Magnus' shoulder to face the warlock properly. His eyes were still dazed and his cheeks flushed. "Why won't you let me?" He asked, feeling a bit insecure. Did Magnus not like what he'd done lastnight? Was he only pretending then?

"The truth?" Asked Magnus. Alec nodded. "I'm afraid you'll only make things worse."

Alec glowered, confused. What the hell was Magnus talking about? How could he possibly make his hard-on worse?

"I'm afraid that you're touch will only make me crave you the more," Magnus confessed.

Alec did not know how to respond to this, so instead he stupidly asked, "Isn't it painful?" He didn't dare to look down, scrunching up his face as if he himself could feel the pain.

"I've gotten used to it," said Magnus. "I have to. Don't you know I'm always hard whenever I'm around you." The way Magnus said this with all seriousness had Alec looking at him in complete shock and disbelief. How could Magnus just say these things without even a hint of shame? The two stared silently at each for a while before Magnus' mask of seriousness cracked, and he erupted in a fit of laughter.

Alec scoffed and pushed at his chest. He turned away from Magnus in embarrassment. However, what he didn't know was that Magnus was being completely serious.