Returning the kiss, an odd phrase came to mind. I don't want the world - "I want you." He knew that desire hadn't ever been an issue between them, perhaps denying those feelings but not the feelings themselves, Alec realized that he meant something deeper. It was about choices and forever. Or as close to it as they'd get. He'd chosen Magnus even when there was an easier path to follow. Even if he didn't know the details of that path or what had tried to destroy them, he knew it wouldn't ruin their feelings for each other.
"Peeking is different than intruding. I don't want the neighbors filing complaints about us and ruining our fun." Smiling at the Cheshire smile, he nipped Magnus' ear. "But I don't mind putting on a show for them if you'd enjoy it." For some reason, Alec didn't think either one of them would be fazed by a voyeur. "We could try making love in the pool. I don't know if we've tried it yet but I want to." Would Magnus want to? For some reason he wasn't sure. Maybe Magnus didn't like water, but if that was true, then why did they have a pool?
Looking down at Magnus, he beamed when he realized he'd somehow made his husband blush. Alec was about to tease him about it, to remind Magnus that he wasn't the one who normally had an obvious reaction to their flirtation. He began to ask what his husband was thinking when Magnus spoke in a language that Alec didn't think he should understand. Indonesian. It was Indonesian that he'd spoken, telling Magnus he loved him in the language that meant the most to his husband. The language that mattered, which made the endearment even more important than any pet name that Magnus had given him.
Returning the kiss, he tried to show Magnus how much those words meant, how much he wished he could explain his feelings for him. Making a soft sound against Magnus' lips, he stumbled, hoping that he was headed in the right direction when all he could really think about was how much he loved his husband. By the Angel, he'd never thought he could have this. Marrying someone like Magnus was forbidden but somehow they had made it work. Magnus had fallen in love with someone like him when he could have anyone.
Trying to catch his breath, he tried to think of how to answer Magnus, English and Indonesian jumbling together in a way that he knew wouldn't make sense. He'd almost thought of the right phrase when something collided with the back of his knee, sending them both tumbling onto the couch. Holding onto Magnus tightly, he let out an 'oof' when his back collided with the cushions. When he was sure that they weren't going to end up on the floor, he began to relax his hold on Magnus, flushing brightly. "I'm usually more graceful than that."
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"Peeking is different than intruding. I don't want the neighbors filing complaints about us and ruining our fun." Smiling at the Cheshire smile, he nipped Magnus' ear. "But I don't mind putting on a show for them if you'd enjoy it." For some reason, Alec didn't think either one of them would be fazed by a voyeur. "We could try making love in the pool. I don't know if we've tried it yet but I want to." Would Magnus want to? For some reason he wasn't sure. Maybe Magnus didn't like water, but if that was true, then why did they have a pool?
Looking down at Magnus, he beamed when he realized he'd somehow made his husband blush. Alec was about to tease him about it, to remind Magnus that he wasn't the one who normally had an obvious reaction to their flirtation. He began to ask what his husband was thinking when Magnus spoke in a language that Alec didn't think he should understand. Indonesian. It was Indonesian that he'd spoken, telling Magnus he loved him in the language that meant the most to his husband. The language that mattered, which made the endearment even more important than any pet name that Magnus had given him.
Returning the kiss, he tried to show Magnus how much those words meant, how much he wished he could explain his feelings for him. Making a soft sound against Magnus' lips, he stumbled, hoping that he was headed in the right direction when all he could really think about was how much he loved his husband. By the Angel, he'd never thought he could have this. Marrying someone like Magnus was forbidden but somehow they had made it work. Magnus had fallen in love with someone like him when he could have anyone.
Trying to catch his breath, he tried to think of how to answer Magnus, English and Indonesian jumbling together in a way that he knew wouldn't make sense. He'd almost thought of the right phrase when something collided with the back of his knee, sending them both tumbling onto the couch. Holding onto Magnus tightly, he let out an 'oof' when his back collided with the cushions. When he was sure that they weren't going to end up on the floor, he began to relax his hold on Magnus, flushing brightly. "I'm usually more graceful than that."