"Are you all right?", asks Alec. I nod slightly. My heartbeat is very fast, the blood rushes incessantly in my ears. I'm trying to catch my breath somehow. The last waves of my orgasm waft through my body. I'm still completely intoxicated. Alec's hot breath tingles my heated skin. His lips breath gentle kisses on my shoulder and neck.

"Talk to me Magnus."

"Yes", Is all I can produce This single word is just breathed in. I'm not that great post-sex speaker. Whatever the reason, it was never worth talking about. It was sex and served for the satisfaction of needs. So why waste unnecessary energy and talk about it for hours? Asserting the other that it was the best sex of my life if it wasn't true? If it was nothing more than normal sex. But I would be lying to myself here and now. What we just had wasn't just sex. This soaring flight and the undreamt-of depth of our connection make me shudder even now. There is no definition for it. At least I can't think of a suitable one right now. Because my head is not yet working the way it should. My mind is completely foggy and I can still feel Alec's harshness deep inside me. And that makes me nervous. I just can't get down from my high I'm still trembling in Alec's hair. It's the only hold I have.

"Pull up your blindfold. I want to look you in the eye", Alec says and I shake my head vehemently.

"I can not move."

"And I can't let go of you. You're shaking." That is an understatement. My whole body is shaking and my legs feel as soft as butter in the sun.

"Then just drop me", I answer and feel Alec's hand, covered with sperm and sweat, leaving my penis and gently caressing my body. He hugs me tighter and suddenly it gets light. I screw up my eyes. After this long period of darkness, even the diffuse light from the bedside lamp is far too bright for my eyes. I blink a few times, Alec puts his fingers around my chin, forcing me to look at him. He is perfect. The swirl of its blue irides immediately captivates me and I swallow dryly. I watch the path of the tip of his tongue spellbound. It glides wetly over his upper lip and disappears, followed by a deep sigh from Alec's mouth, between his full lips. We just had fantastic sex.

I feel Alec's rapid breathing, his sweaty skin against mine, and I can clearly hear his moans echoing through my head. What is going on here? The play of his tongue gets my blood pumping again.

"One more time. Are you okay?" None of my sex partners have ever asked me that.

"It was fantastic. And yes, I'm fine. More than fine", I answer and Alec breathes a kiss on my lips.

"Then let's take a shower. And I'll order something to eat. Are you hungry?" It is a mystery to me how he does it. Alec always says the right words at the right moments. As soon as the question pearles over his lips, my stomach begins to growl. Just like in Central Park. A mischievous smile adorns his beautiful mouth and I bite my lower lip, embarrassed.

"That's definitely a yes. And stop nibbling your lip. Otherwise my cock will wake up for a second round", he says in a hoarse voice. The twitch of his tail confirms the words. I close my eyes for a moment, take a deep breath and send a prayer of thanks to heaven.

"Is that so?", I ask in surprise and can't resist another bite.

"You get horny from rum. I do when you work your lips with your teeth." Alec bites my neck lightly and at the same time he evades my tightness. It runs down my spine freezing cold and I shudder, so strong is the feeling of emptiness in me and inside me. Alec gently pushes me forward and I let myself fall. Immediately I close my eyes again and only marginally hear Alec getting out of bed. Fatigue and heaviness greet me in their midst. I like to take a seat and just let myself go. "Infant?" I like it when Alec calls me that. "Hmmm." I answer sleepily and am already on my way to dreamland.

"Don't fall asleep. I'll clean you up for a moment. Then we'll go take a shower." he says more quietly than before.

"Tied up?", I ask and immediately feel a pleasant warmth on my stomach. Alec gently cleanses my body. The soft fleece rubs over my stomach and chest, obliterating the traces of our passion. What a pity. It is a silent witness to our breathtaking night.

"Well worth considering. Then you can't run away. Like in Vegas", Alec replies and I widen my eyes in horror.

"Do you still hold that against me?", I ask. I am aware that this circumstance will always hover over us like a shadow. I just have the slightest hope that one day Alec will forgive me. I really behaved like the last ass. He didn't deserve that.

"A little bit", Alec whispers. He silently continues to cleanse my body. I enjoy it. He takes his time. He'll almost certainly need this moment to himself to come to terms with the memories of my departure. I can see it in his face. The eyebrows pulled together, the lips pressed and only a thin line. Alec opens the handcuffs, places them next to him on the mattress and breathes tender kisses on the stressed areas.

This young man surprises me. He's wild and knows what he wants. He takes the things he desires. But also pay attention to your partner and make you feel valuable all the time. Alec is gentle and loving. He is an excellent listener and conversationalist on an equal footing. Alexander Gideon Lightwood is the best lover I've ever had.

"Go take a shower. I'll have some food", he says, caressing my cheek tenderly. Alec acts like a loving man. I swallow dry. That is not right.

"Alec", I begin, but am immediately interrupted by Alec's violent head shaking.

"Please don't destroy it Magnus. Please", he says pleadingly.