História The Fall - If My Name Should Fall From Your Lips

 

Magnus paced the edge of the outcropping, sure he was wearing a path into the rock. It had been eight night's since he, Alec and Cat, had woken on the outcropping. Five of those nights had been spent falling into a natural routine, spending every possible moment together, learning about each other.

 

This, however, was the third night in a row of those eight that he had found himself wondering the cliff alone.

 

Magnus had brought Cat for the last two days, knowing how much she had grown to care for his mate but after the last two, two long nights of Alec not showing up, he had decided to leave her in the care of Simon, Becky and Elaine, Simon’s mother, after she had quickly struck up a friendly relationship with Becky.

 

He hadn’t been spending much time with his friends, only seeing Simon when he dropped Cat off. He hadn’t seen Clary in days, almost a week.

 

Magnus pushed down the guilt that tried to rear up, he didn’t want to be one of those people that forgot their friends when they found their mate. He was finding the balancing act difficult to manage, treading a precariously fine line, something he wouldn’t have to do if they could be together properly.

 

But this wasn’t the time for guilt, he had bigger things to worry about. There would be time for that later.

 

Magnus was contemplating breaching the heavens themselves to look for his Alpha, desperate for some news of his mate, aching to know that he was safe.

 

Magnus looked down at the sheet of parchment that was screwed up in his hand again, for what seemed like the thousandth time over the last three days, smoothing the paper out to read Alec’s note.

 

Magnus,

I am being sent on a training mission to one of the heavenly realms. I’m so sorry that I won’t be able to meet you, I had to sneak away to write you this note.

I’ll be gone for the entire night and most of tomorrow, there was no way for me to get out of it.

I will miss you terribly while I’m gone. Try not to worry, we will be together again soon.

Please tell Cat I’m sorry and that I will miss her too.

 

Wishing I was with you instead,

Your Alexander

 

That had been three days ago. Magnus had almost missed the note, he would have if the wind hadn’t carried Alec’s scent to him. He had followed it to find the note, weighted down with a rock. With no other way to communicate, it was their only option.

 

So Magnus had waited that first night, not wanting to return to his own realm, hoping that Alec would get finished with his mission early and come to meet him. It was a long shot but he would rather have taken the chance than missed an opportunity.

 

He had accepted the inevitable and returned to Edom, spending the day moping and teaching Cat the basics of reading and writing to keep busy.

 

Magnus and Cat had returned the previous night, hoping that Alec wouldn’t be too tired after his mission to meet them, or to at least find another note, only to come up empty-handed on both counts.

 

Tonight, he had decided to leave Cat with Simon, too keyed up to bring her with him. He missed Alec more than he could say. It was worse than the first week, having only met Alec once. They hadn’t spent any amount of time together then.

 

This was torture though. The day and a half that Alec had promised had doubled. Arriving and finding the outcropping empty yet again had sent his pulse racing and his imagination into overdrive.

 

What if he’s hurt? He is on a training mission. Training means fighting. What if he is trapped in some realm that he cannot escape from? What if the realm has been overrun with demons? What if he’s injured? Being kept hostage? Prisoner? What if something has happened to Isabelle or Jace?

 

What if someone has found out?

 

That thought put him on his ass, his knees going weak. And not for the first time that night. He took deep breaths, bringing his knees up to his chest as he fought the tears that stung his eyes.

 

What if Raziel has found out? What if he is being held as a prisoner and is facing some kind of trial? What if he is being banished as I sit here?

 

What if he is falling right now?

 

What if? What if? What if?

 

The words crashed through Magnus’ brain, again and again, forcing him to push his head between his knees to try and breathe, his hands scrubbing through his hair in his desperation for something tangible to hold onto.

 

He is okay. He isn’t hurt. He isn’t a prisoner. Nobody has found out. He will come back to me.

 

Magnus chanted the words in his head like a mantra, as though thinking them would make them true. The fact that Alec was a day and a half late with no reason forthcoming tried to push through again. He repeated his mantra, trying not to imagine horrific scenes of Alec captured, beaten or dead.

 

If only he could have left another note.

 

The distant, faint sound of flapping wings, too loud to be a bird, had Magnus’ head snapping up. He scrambled to his feet, the lurching, twisting feeling in his stomach starting to abate when he spotted a shape, too large to be a bird in the distance.

 

Magnus didn’t even stop to think. He launched himself over the edge of the cliff, beating his wings hard as he raced towards the shape, growing larger by the second. Tears of relief rolled down his face when he saw the moonlight glinting silver off the wings, forcing him to put on a burst of speed.

 

“Alexander!” Magnus yelled as he collided with Alec, slamming into his Alpha with a sob. His wings went limp when Alec’s arms wrapped around him, trusting his mate to hold him up as he wrapped his arms around Alec’s neck and his legs around Alec’s waist, moulding himself to his Alpha. He buried his nose in the scent glands in his neck to inhale his scent.

 

“Magnus, I’m so sorry, I couldn’t get away. I’m so sorry,” Alec muttered around the lump in his throat, clutching Magnus’ body to him as he made his way towards the cliff. He breathed deeply, inhaling Magnus’ scent when he buried his face in the crook of Magnus’ neck.

 

“By all the angels of The Host, I’ve missed you,” Alec whispered in Magnus’ ear as his feet touched down on solid ground. He slumped down onto the ground, away from the edge and pulled Magnus down to straddle his lap, wrapping his wings around them both.

 

“I was so worried. What happened? Where have you been? Are you hurt?” Magnus asked, stumbling over the words in his haste to get each question out first. He immediately set about checking Alec over, his hands already wandering over every inch of Alec he could reach.

 

“I’m fine, I promise,” Alec said, letting Magnus continue his inspection, he knew his Omega’s instincts wouldn’t allow Magnus to rest easy until he had seen for himself. “Raziel led the mission. It was supposed to be a routine training mission, turns out the realm we were visiting had a small invasion of The Horde.”

 

“Where you hurt?” Magnus asked again, yanking at Alec’s top, he barely registered that he was looking at Alec's bare stomach, too busy worrying about injuries.

 

“No, that’s what this is for,” Alec said, pointing to one of the glowing runes on his left hip. “It’s called an Iratze, it helps me heal faster,” Alec said, gently wiping away the tears that Magnus didn’t seem to be aware were falling down his beautiful face.

 

“I swear, I’m fine. I took a couple of scrapes and bruises but I’m fine,” Alec said, cupping Magnus’ face and tilting his head up to look his mate in the eye. “The rune took care of them,” he said, looking Magnus in the eye to assure him of the truth of his words.

Magnus stared into Alec’s eyes, his breath hitching with the after-effects of his tears, to see the truth there, that Alec was okay. He pressed his forehead to Alec’s, breathing deeply of the scent that now surrounded him. His instincts wouldn’t be going into overdrive if he had known where Alec was.

 

Wrapping his arms around Alec’s neck, Magnus buried his face in Alec’s shoulder once more, his fingers brushing through the soft down of Alec’s feathers to reassure himself that his mate was there. Even if he was wrapped around his Alpha with Alec’s wings wrapped around him.

 

“I’m okay. We’re okay,” Alec murmured against Magnus’ neck, taking deep breaths of his own as he held Magnus to him. Magnus wasn’t the only one who had spent the last three days missing and worrying about his mate. He pouted his lips out, kissing the soft skin of Magnus' neck.

 

Magnus sighed deeply, his eyes falling closed when Alec kissed his neck. His finger’s continued to swirl through the soft feather’s beneath his hands, tugging softly as his head tilted. He huffed out a deep breath when Alec did it again, the air leaking out of him as Alec nuzzled his neck.

 

The soft hair beneath his fingers was the first indication to Magnus that his hand had moved at all, so lost in feeling Alec in his arms. He curled the fingers of his left hand through Alec’s hair, continuing to tug softly at Alec’s feathers with his right when Alec’s lips brushed his neck again.

 

Alec’s breathing turned shallow in the crook of Magnus’ neck. The soft tugs on his feathers, close to where his wings joined his back, were phenomenal. If he had thought it was amazing when Magnus brushed his fingers over them, it was nothing compared the soft tugs.

 

Alec opened his eyes when Magnus pulled back, looking up when Magnus kissed his cheek. Magnus’ lips, pressing to the corner of his mouth had his eyes closing again, his arms around Magnus’ waist tightening. A faint smile ghosted his lips when Magnus kissed the other corner.

 

Magnus’ fingers in Alec’s hair tightened. He tugged Alec’s head further back and kissed him properly, brushing his lips over Alec’s plump ones. He did it again when he heard how shallow Alec’s breathing was, his own breath coming in short bursts as his kiss turned more insistent.

 

Magnus pressed his lips to Alec's harder, revelling at how soft they were. He had to pull a deep, shuddery breath through his nose when Alec responded, kissing him back just as insistently. He flicked his tongue out, licking at the seam of Alec's mouth and pushing in when his mate opened up.

 

Alec had to wonder if Magnus wasn’t trying to breathe his air. He could barely pull any in for himself when Magnus’ tongue met his but couldn't find it in him to care, not when Magnus was there, so vital, so solid in his arms.

 

Alec's hand tightened in Magnus’ leather tunic as he explored his Omega's mouth. He gripped the material hard, bunching it up as he pulled Magnus to his chest. He pushed his tongue deeper into Magnus’ mouth with strong, reassuring strokes, unsure of whether he was trying to convince himself or Magnus that he was there.

 

Magnus shifted in Alec's lap, his right hand left the feathers of Alec's wings to cup his jaw, the tips of his fingers pushing into the unruly strands of Alec's hair. He pulled air in, hard, when Alec broke from the kiss, his skin tingling when Alec pressed kisses to his chin. He let his head fall back, giving Alec room when he continued down, trailing kisses down his throat.

 

Alec kissed Magnus’ Adam's apple, sucking lightly at the slightly salty skin. He smiled when a vibration pulsed through his lips from the low hum Magnus made in the back of his throat. He released Magnus’ Adam's apple and pressed an open-mouthed kiss into the hollow beneath it, at the base of Magnus’ throat.

 

Magnus clutched Alec’s hair tighter, shuddering in Alec’s lap from the warm kiss on his throat, one of the most sensitive parts of his body. Deep bursts of pleasure skittered up and down his spine, causing him to rock in Alec’s lap, keenly aware of Alec’s rapidly hardening length beneath him.

 

The feeling of Alec’s dick, solid and thick, pressed against his ass, had Magnus’ own throbbing dick fully hardening. No words were needed as he pressed himself forward, pressing his own thick length into Alec’s stomach, to show his angel how affected he was. His eyelids fluttered when Alec’s tongue darted out, licking into the hollow with a low, soft moan. It had his head falling back even further.

 

Alec sucked at the skin in the hollow of Magnus’ neck, grazing his teeth over the skin. The feeling of Magnus’ dick, pressed firmly into his abdomen was breathtaking. It had him rocking his own hips, wanting Magnus to know what he was doing to him.

 

Alec let go of Magnus’ tunic, sliding his hands up Magnus’ ribs. He let his fingers trace every muscle he could feel, even through the thick leather, as his fingers brushed his mate’s ribcage. He pushed his hands under Magnus’ wings, sweeping his hands up to curl his fingers over Magnus’ shoulders, anchoring his Omega to him as his lips traced the lines of Magnus’ collarbones.

 

All Magnus could do was feel. Alec’s tight grip on his shoulders wasn’t tight enough. Alec’s thumb, brushing his skin as he tugged the neckline of his tunic out of the way, the combination of Alec’s sporadic breaths, floating over his skin, and the hot, open-mouthed kisses on his shoulder, it was everything.

 

A growl escaped Alec when the material of Magnus’ tunic got in the way of his lips. He pulled back, sliding his hands down to the hem of the shirt. He looked up into Magnus’ eyes, silently asking permission, and tugged the material up when Magnus nodded and retracted his wings.

 

Magnus lifted his arms, a shiver running across his heated skin when Alec’s fingertips grazed his arms as his Alpha pushed the tunic up and off of his body. He barely registered the split second it took for Alec to discard the top as his fingers once again swept into Alec’s hair.

 

Alec didn’t know whether to stare at Magnus’ beautiful chest or worship it. He pulled back for a moment, his eyes raking over the smooth golden skin and tight muscles of Magnus’ abdomen before his desperate lips returned to the firm muscles of Magnus’ chest.

 

Magnus clutched Alec’s head to his chest when Alec’s lips continued their exploration. His breath came faster, his back arching to push closer when Alec kissed his chest, circling his nipple.

 

Alec’s tongue flicked out, dashing over the hardened nub of Magnus’ nipple. The sharp intake of breath coming from above him had Alec doing it again, following with his teeth when Magnus’ grip on his hair tightened. He rolled Magnus’ nipple between his tongue and teeth, listening to the small, breathless moans as he teased it before a new scent had his nostrils flaring.

 

“Are you okay with this?” Alec asked, his already low voice like gravel when he pulled back to look up into Magnus’ eyes.

 

“What do you think?” Magnus asked, his tone husky with arousal as he watched Alec’s nostrils flare at the trickle of slick he had started producing, the second Alec had taken his nipple into his mouth. The dilation of Alec’s pupils had him producing a little more slick, something he was sure Alec could scent.

 

A smile lit Alec’s face up when Magnus dipped and kissed the tip of his nose. His hands found Magnus’ hips, brushing the smooth skin there with his thumbs as he returned his attention to Magnus' chest, taking his other nipple into his mouth.

 

The scent of Magnus’ slick got stronger as Alec sucked, invading his nose and scrambling his wits. The scent was Magnus, magnified tenfold, red hot and sweet in his nose. He was almost dizzy with desire, the scent curling through his head. It had him wanting to take Magnus there, quick and hard, long and slow, wanting to savour it, to taste Magnus, to breathe him in, to bury himself so far in Magnus that he might not be able to climb back out.

 

Alec tightened his grip on Magnus’ hips when they started moving again, a moan breaking from him to mix with Magnus’. The friction on his dick was exactly what he needed, pushing his hands to move of their own accord. His fingers dipped into the waistband of Magnus’ leather pants, gripping Magnus’ ass and pushing him further down.

 

Magnus buried his face in Alec’s neck when Alec released his nipple, tightening his arms around Alec’s neck as they simultaneously rocked his hips, grinding down harder on Alec’s dick. He moaned into Alec’s shoulder, pulling in lungfuls of Alec’s scent. He couldn't help but press open-mouthed kisses to Alec’s neck as the pleasure of the movement rolled through him, sucking at Alec’s scent glands.

 

Alec retracted his wings when Magnus started tugging at his tunic, pulling his hands out of Magnus’ pants to raise his arms. He let Magnus pull the top off him, the warm night air brushing his skin when Magnus tossed his tunic away.

 

Magnus’ eyes swept Alec’s body as it was revealed, tossing the tunic away to push his fingers into the hair on Alec’s chest. Fuck! He had seen a few hairs poking out of the neckline of Alec’s tunics and vests over the last week or so, but Alec’s body was even better than he had imagined. He traced his fingers over every muscle, mesmerised.

 

Alec leaned back on his elbows when Magnus bent and trailed kisses across his chest and down his stomach, his head falling back when Magnus nipped at each of the runes that covered his torso. His breath came in short, shakey pants as Magnus’ thumbs flicked over both nipples as his teeth grazed his hip.

 

Magnus gripped the waistband of Alec’s leather pants, sucking harder at the skin on his abdomen as the soft hairs trailing into Alec’s pants tickled his nose. He looked up to see Alec nod before pulling at the waistband, shuffling backwards to tug them off along with the undergarments his Alpha was wearing, his eyes glued to Alec’s dick when it sprang free.

 

Magnus discarded the clothing and sandals Alec was wearing, paying absolutely no attention to where they landed as he worked his way back up Alec’s body. He pressed his lips to Alec’s inner calves, his knees, his inner thighs, nipping biting kisses into his skin whenever he heard the sharp inhalations of breath from above him, exploring, learning every inch. Beautiful!

 

Magnus’ breath, blowing over his dick in short bursts had fire burning through Alec’s veins. He stopped breathing when Magnus took it in hand, staring him in the eye as he started to stroke him, asking if the grip was okay.

 

“Fuck, yes, just like that,” Alec muttered, staring back into Magnus’ cat’s eyes, his breathing starting up again at the sure movement’s of Magnus’ hands, one stroking him to perfection, the other massaging his balls.

 

Just the feeling of Alec’s dick in his hands had Magnus’ slick flowing faster. It was nothing compared to if he had been in heat, something he realised he and Alec would have to discuss, but he could feel it coming in a steady flow, making him uncomfortable in his restrictive clothing.

 

The snap of Magnus’ fingers had Alec blinking down at a naked Magnus, kneeling between his thighs. His eyes swept over every inch, a low growl of approval rumbling through his chest. Beautiful, more beautiful than I had even imagined! He had had some colourful dreams since meeting his mate.

 

Magnus snapped his fingers again, smiling as he took Alec into his mouth, when a soft feather mattress appeared beneath them, much to Alec’s delight. He had no desire to continue on the rocky ground, the hard rock digging into his knees and the heel of the hand he was supporting himself on.

 

Magnus closed his lips tight around Alec’s cock as he took him deeper into his mouth, gagging slightly when he went too far. He drew a few deep breaths in through his nose as he pulled back, relishing the taste of Alec on his tongue, the weight of his Alpha’s dick, the way Alec fit so perfectly in his mouth, not too thick to take in but reassuringly there.

 

His Omega, wrapping a hand around the base of his dick and stroking up to meet his mouth, had Alec’s eyes almost crossed. His heart rate sped up at what would have been an alarming rate if Magnus hadn’t been so perfect. He pushed his hand into Magnus’ hair, lightly scraping his short fingernails over Magnus’ scalp as he tried to breathe.

 

It was a losing battle.

 

Magnus hollowed his cheeks with every withdrawal, adding a little more pressure with his hand as he continued to stroke the base of Alec’s cock, the length he couldn’t take into his mouth. He adjusted the suction with every panting breath Alec forced out.

 

“Magnus… Magnus…” Alec breathed. Fuck! He looked down into Magnus’ eyes when they darted up to meet his, his hand softly tugging at Magnus’ hair. It was too much, it was perfect, it wasn’t enough. He settled for a half moan, half groan when Magnus pulled back.

 

“Are you okay? Was it not…?” Magnus began, his words being cut off when Alec pulled him up. He blinked at Alec, a small smile ghosting his lips when he lost his balance, sprawling all over his mate.

 

“Don’t even think about finishing that question,” Alec growled as he rolled them over, landing between his Omega’s legs. “It was amazing, perfect. Too perfect,” he whispered in Magnus’ ear. It had been a while since his dick had gotten any attention and he needed to distract himself.

 

“Perfect?” Magnus smirked, his eyelids fluttering when Alec took the outer shell of his ear into his mouth. He tilted his head, relishing the trail of sucking kisses Alec pressed to his neck and the tight grip Alec had on his thigh, hitching his leg up onto his Alpha’s hip.

 

“Perfect,” Alec mumbled into Magnus’ shoulder, grazing his teeth over the skin. He sucked in a breath when Magnus’ hips bucked up, groaning when Magnus’ dick pressed into his stomach once more. He swept his hand down his mate’s thigh, scraping with his fingernails.

 

“Fuck!” Magnus mumbled under his none-existant breath, bucking his hips once more when Alec’s fingernails scraped down his inner thigh. It sent shocks running through his body. He grabbed onto Alec’s back, digging his own fingernails in when Alec sucked on his scent glands, his other hand grabbing Alec’s.

 

“Here,” Magnus said, pushing Alec’s hand past his dick, even if he wanted friction on it. He wanted something else more. He looked up into Alec’s eyes when his Alpha left his neck alone to look at him. “Touch me here,” he said, pushing Alec’s hand lower.

 

Alec caught on quick, his fingers brushing down the cleft of Magnus’ ass. So fucking hot! The way Magnus had asked for it, no embarrassment or fear, knowing exactly what he wanted, was one of the hottest things Alec could hear.

 

Alec groaned when he felt the slippery slick his mate was producing, felt how wet Magnus was for him. He swirled his fingers around Magnus’ hole, his own eyes closing, along with Magnus’, as he pushed his middle finger in, watching his mate’s reaction to be sure he wasn’t hurting him.

 

“More, Alexander, give me more,” Magnus breathed, clenching down on Alec’s finger as it sank into him. His breathing turned shallow, scraping up his throat from his burning lungs. It was perfect. He rocked his hips, the motion asking for more without words, a louder moan escaping him when his Alpha gave it to him.

 

Alec pressed his lips to Magnus’ collarbone as he started to move in and out of his mate. He trailed a line of kisses down when Magnus started to rock on his hand, easily finding Magnus’ right nipple. He sucked it in, teasing it with his teeth as he added a second finger.

 

Magnus could barely breathe from the pleasure rocketing through him. He was unsure if it was the shocks of pleasure, radiating from his nipple, the fingers moving in and out of him at a beautifully torturous pace or the slight burn those fingers produced, or a combination of the three. He wanted… needed more though.

 

Magnus wrapped his legs tighter around Alec, gripping hard with his thighs and pushing with all of his strength to roll them over. The tugging on his ass, as he came to straddle Alec, had a whine escaping him. A mixture of pain and pleasure that was breathtaking.

 

Alec stared up at his mate in surprise, his eyebrows practically rolling off of his face. The surprise soon turned to a grin when Magnus smiled down at him before rocking his hips. He curled his fingers every time Magnus’ hips bucked forward, moaning himself when the motion had Magnus’ ass brushing his cock with every roll.

 

Magnus fucked himself on Alec’s fingers, his moans growing louder every time Alec’s fingertips brushed his sweet spot. He gripped Alec’s shoulders, his nails sinking in slightly as his movements became quicker, hurried, in his desperation for release.

 

“Alexander, I need more,” Magnus moaned, his voice coming out huskier as his desperation to be joined with Alec grew.

 

“Can I…?” Alec started, trailing his free hand up and down Magnus’ spine when Magnus nodded emphatically. He sat up, wrapping his arm around Magnus’ waist as he pulled his fingers out of his mate. He caught Magnus’ lips with his own when Magnus raised himself up on his knees and took his dick in hand.

 

Alec moaned into Magnus’ mouth, the sound mingling with Magnus’ breathless moan as Magnus lined himself up and started to sink down onto his dick. He tugged at Magnus’ bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth and biting down slightly, his eyes screwed up as he tried, and failed, to calm himself.

 

“Fuck, I need this,” Magnus moaned against Alec’s lips, pushing into his Alpha’s mouth as he pushed down on his dick. His eyes slammed closed, his grip on Alec’s shoulder and hair tightening as he clenched. It was slow, having to give himself time to adjust, but that just made it better in his eyes.

 

“Me too, I’ve needed this since the second I lay eyes on you,” Alec whispered when Magnus let him up for air. He buried his face in Magnus’ shoulder, breathing hard at the perfect, exquisite clench on his dick. “Are you okay? It’s not hurting, is it?” he asked when Magnus’ movements stilled.

 

“No, it’s amazing, it’s perfect,” Magnus said, his voice quavering as he felt himself relax. He inhaled Alec’s scent, breathing deeply to calm himself when all he wanted to do was push Alec down and ride him until they were both dizzy.

 

Magnus rocked his hips experimentally, holding onto Alec as pleasure spiked through him once more, a pleasure that matched Alec’s, judging by the sound of the deep growl in his ear.

 

If Alec had thought Magnus’ mouth was skilled perfection, it was nothing compared to this, the tight, wet, hot heat of his mate wrapped around his dick. He trailed his fingers down Magnus’ spine, letting them linger at each indentation and bump as Magnus started up a steady rhythm.

 

Alec’s fingers continued their path over Magnus’ skin, his hands coming to rest on Magnus’ hips as he dipped his head, his searching mouth once again finding Magnus’ nipple. His own pleasure ripped through him every time Magnus pushed back down onto his dick, unable to stop himself from helping.

 

“Yes, like that, fuck! Just like that,” Magnus murmured, unable to manage anything louder when Alec’s hands, gripping his hips, started to move him, rocking his hips harder. The friction, the perfect, stretching friction, increased, along with the pleasure when Alec started bouncing him.

 

Alec dipped Magnus back, even as his mate continued to bounce, his hand releasing Magnus’ hip to find his dick. He grinned when he wrapped his hand around Magnus’ thick length, his mate’s head falling back with pure, unadulterated pleasure as he started to Jerk him off.

 

A low, deep moan ripped from Magnus when Alec started jerking him. The sensations were all too much. The new angle of his Alpha’s dick, when he leaned back, had it scraping his prostate, forcing the guttural sound from him as his thighs started to shake. Alec’s mouth, his teeth, biting down a little harder on his nipple and the perfect friction, the toe-curling grip on his dick, all of it was pushing him closer to the edge.

 

Alec happily went, unlatching his teeth when Magnus pushed him down onto his back. He started moving his own hips, chasing his pleasure just as had as Magnus, bucking up into his mate’s ass with each of Magnus’ downwards thrusts. He raised his knees, planting his feet in the mattress to fuck up into Magnus, the sound of skin meeting skin ringing out in the warm summer night air.

 

Magnus leaned further back, grabbing Alec’s knees as he bounced, needing something to hold onto as Alec’s hand on his dick sped up, twisting slightly each time Alec’s perfect grip reached the head.

 

“Alexander… I… Fuck! Alexander…” Magnus moaned, uncaring of the way his voice came out, breathless and husky and soft as his orgasm approached swiftly. The movement of his hips became sloppy, desperately grinding down with smaller movements to prolong the scrape on his prostate.

 

“Come for me, Magnus, come now,” Alec growled, his own orgasm rearing up from the constant clenching around his dick, from the sound’s his mate was making, just from the mere sight of Magnus, sheened with sweat and taking his pleasure unapologetically. He wanted Magnus to come at the same time as him, desperately trying to hold it back.

 

Magnus’ balls drew up as his orgasm hit, his movements almost grinding to a halt as his head fell back, his pleasure pouring from his mouth. He clenched harder as he came, his balls tightening as Alec’s hand almost dragged it from him. He came hard, exploding all over his own stomach and chest.

 

Alec continued to jerk Magnus through his orgasm, letting himself come when Magnus’ grip on his knees tightened. The sight of Magnus, painting his own stomach white was enough to take him there. He roared out his release as he filled his mate up, coming in jolting, toe-curling torrents, deep in Magnus’ ass.

 

Magnus slumped forward, draping himself bonelessly over his Alpha’s chest as his orgasm stole the last of his strength. He buried his face in Alec’s neck, gasping for breath as small aftershocks ran through him. He hummed into his mate’s neck when Alec’s arms wrapped around his waist.

 

“That was unbelievable,” Alec breathed, too breathless to get his words out, to sufficiently describe what the experience had meant to him. He held Magnus tighter to his body, pressing his lips to the top of Magnus’ head. “It was amazing! Was it…?”

 

“It was perfect,” Magnus whispered in Alec’s ear, his eyes drifting closed as he pouted his lips out to kiss Alec’s neck. He trailed soft kisses along the lines of the glowing rune on Alec’s neck as his heart rate started to settle. He grinned into the crook of Alec’s neck when Alec started giggling. That is my new favourite sound! The thought had a laugh bursting from his own mouth.

 

Alec beamed up at his mate when Magnus sat up to catch his lips, grinning against the soft lips that feverishly pressed to his. He winced when Magnus did, when Magnus pulled himself off of his dick, feeling his rapidly softening cock give a twitch of protest.

 

“I think my dick wants to stay buried inside you,” Alec murmured against Magnus’ lips, earning himself another chuckle. He grabbed his Omega around the waist and rolled them over, staring down into Magnus’ beautiful cat eyes.

 

“Who am I to argue with your dick?” Magnus asked as he reached up, brushing a few wayward strands of hair out of Alec’s eyes before tugging Alec down to kiss him, smiling as Alec let out a short, sharp, bark of laughter, kissing him until they were both dizzy.

 

Alec almost growled when Magnus snapped his fingers and cleaned them up, wanting a few more moments to admire the mess they were covered in. He soon settled when Magnus snapped his fingers a second time, producing a blanket and wrapping them both up tightly. He could certainly get used to snuggling up to his mate, especially when Magnus turned in the cage of his arms and wriggled back into his dick.

 

It didn’t take long for Magnus to succumb to sleep, smiling as Alec’s breaths on the back of his neck grew steady, his Alpha’s breathing becoming deeper. The smile would probably hurt his cheeks in the morning, but he didn’t have it in him to care. He was in his Alpha’s arms, where he belonged.