Such simple words fell on Magnus with all the weight of their meaning—they wanted each other enough to defy expectations and escape discrimination they had otherwise faced. It meant the world to Magnus to know that Alec wanted him along with everything he came with, from the loud wardrobe and eccentric lifestyle to the magic and cat eyes. There was a lot that came with being in a relationship with Magnus Bane, and yet Alec was accepting of it all and even seemed to love him more for it.
"That would put a dampener on things," he agreed, gasping softly at the teeth against his ear. Digging his fingernails in against the back of Alec's neck, he felt his pulse quicken at the thought of someone watching them. For some reason, he wanted to show Alec off to the world—as long as he was Magnus' at the end of the day. "We could try the pool," he said, dragging his fingers through Alec's hair. "Maybe at night, with all the stars above us. I want to make love on every inch of our home," he added with a bright laugh as he thought about how free they could be here together.
The language—Bahasa Indonesia, his mind supplied—surprised Magnus as much as it had Alec. Though he spoke English with the ease of fluency, he found that slipping his thoughts into Indonesian was surprisingly natural despite his instinct that he didn't speak it often. It was another mystery to solve another time when he wasn't so thoroughly focused on the love he had for his husband.
Opening his lips to Alec's kiss, he echoed the sound and then laughed softly at the unease steps. He trusted Alec not to drop him, though, knowing his strength was enough to carry him safely to whatever destination he had in mind. Perhaps his trust was only slightly misplaced, he thought, as they suddenly fell together. Breath leaving him as he was squeezed against Alec's chest, the air around them caught fire with an instinctive spell to make sure no harm would come to Alec as he took the brunt of the fall. Once they were safe on the couch, Magnus slightly uncurled in Alec's arms and ran both hands over his face. "I'm proud to say I can sweep Alec Lightwood-Bane off of his feet," he teased, leaning in to kiss him fiercely.
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"That would put a dampener on things," he agreed, gasping softly at the teeth against his ear. Digging his fingernails in against the back of Alec's neck, he felt his pulse quicken at the thought of someone watching them. For some reason, he wanted to show Alec off to the world—as long as he was Magnus' at the end of the day. "We could try the pool," he said, dragging his fingers through Alec's hair. "Maybe at night, with all the stars above us. I want to make love on every inch of our home," he added with a bright laugh as he thought about how free they could be here together.
The language—Bahasa Indonesia, his mind supplied—surprised Magnus as much as it had Alec. Though he spoke English with the ease of fluency, he found that slipping his thoughts into Indonesian was surprisingly natural despite his instinct that he didn't speak it often. It was another mystery to solve another time when he wasn't so thoroughly focused on the love he had for his husband.
Opening his lips to Alec's kiss, he echoed the sound and then laughed softly at the unease steps. He trusted Alec not to drop him, though, knowing his strength was enough to carry him safely to whatever destination he had in mind. Perhaps his trust was only slightly misplaced, he thought, as they suddenly fell together. Breath leaving him as he was squeezed against Alec's chest, the air around them caught fire with an instinctive spell to make sure no harm would come to Alec as he took the brunt of the fall. Once they were safe on the couch, Magnus slightly uncurled in Alec's arms and ran both hands over his face. "I'm proud to say I can sweep Alec Lightwood-Bane off of his feet," he teased, leaning in to kiss him fiercely.