strongest_faith | The Bane Chronicles: The Course of True Love (And First Dates)

Alec was late. He was really late. Late enough that he was pretty sure Magnus would have given up on him. Damn Jace wanting to train and Alec's inability to think of a good enough excuse to get out of it.

He'd rushed through a shower and pulled on a light-blue shirt that was actually new. Izzy said it did good things for his eyes. Alec hoped they were good enough for Magnus to forget that he was supposed to be there more than twenty minutes ago. He also hoped Izzy had been right about the cologne. He'd never worn cologne before.

As he sprinted through the Brooklyn streets to Magnus's loft, Alec dodged between pedestrians and once or twice vaulted a low wall that was in his way. He couldn't be bothered to stop for things like red lights, so he just flitted between (or over) cars where necessary. He was already late, but he didn't have to be any later.

By the time he got to Magnus's loft and threw himself at the buzzer, he actually needed to catch his breath.

[ooc: Dialogue and plot courtesy of Cassandra Clare's The Bane Chronicles.]

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Magnus closes his eyes and recalls the events from tonight. Now leaving Alec was the last thing he wanted to do.

Closing the remaining distance between their bodies.

Alec gasped as Magnus pulled him forward, and he threw himself into the kiss, pushing Magnus back against the creaking banister.

Magnus doesn't even care that the banister sounds like it's about to break.

Alec here and now, taking off Alec's T-shirt.

Alec makes a noise of surprise at Magnus's hands on his bare skin, under the too-tight t-shirt. It takes far too long for them to realize they're standing in the hallway still, and when Alec realizes it, he starts to move toward Magnus's apartment, but he can't stop kissing Magnus, can't seem to take his hands away.

Magnus blew the door open without looking at it. He didn't want to stop kissing Alec, didn't want to disentangle from him.

This sweet man.

Alec kissed his way down Magnus's throat, wanting to taste his skin, loving the way their bodies seemed to fit together, Magnus just a little taller than Alec.

Magnus pulls Alec down to the sofa. He tasted of sweat and soap and skin.

Magnus bites down hoping to leave a mark on that pale skin.

Alec whimpered, pushing into the contact. Somehow this is even better than on Tuesday. Possibly because he's in contact with so much more of Magnus.

Magnus runs his hands under Alec's shirt, learning the shape of Alec's body.

Running his hands over Alec's shoulders and down the long lean curve of his back. Enjoying the wildness of his kisses.

Alec kisses like he does everything else, with all of himself because he doesn't know how to hold any part of himself back.

Shyly, not sure it's allowed, Alec unbuttons Magnus's waistcoat, letting his hands slide under it, exploring the skin beneath. His fingers trembled slightly.

Magnus reaches up and presses his hand against Alec's cheek.

Alec turns his face toward Magnus's palm and presses a kiss to it.

Magnus' heart breaks.

"Alexander" he murmurs, "Maybe we should wait a second." he pushes Alec, just slightly.

Alec moved instantly, probably farther than Magnus intended, scrambling off the sofa, certain that he'd crossed a line somewhere.

"Did I...do something wrong?" he asked, his voice shaking just as much as his fingers had been.

"No, Far from it" Magnus says breathy.

"Are you sending me home?" Alec asked, a little uncomfortable with how much he wants the answer to be 'no.'

"I have no interest in telling you what to do, Alexander. I don't want to persuade you to do anything or convince you not to do anything. I'm just saying that you might want to stop and think for a moment. And then you can decide - whatever you want to decide."

That was a terribly frustrating answer. Alec knew what he wanted to do and he knew what he probably should do, and he didn't know how to make the two of them meet.

He scrubbed his hands hands through dark hair already ruined by Magnus's fingers. He paced the floor, thinking.

When he got to Magnus's doorway, he stopped. "I should probably go home," he said.

More than a little regret, "Probably"

"I don't want to," Alec said. He wanted Magnus to know that.

"I don't want you to. But if you don't ..."

Alec nodded quickly, before he could change his mind. "Bye, then."

He leaned down to give Magnus a quick kiss.

Well, he'd intended it to be quick.

Somehow they were wrapped around each other again.

Magnus could taste blood, "Oh God" he gasps

Wrapped around each other and on the floor, and there was a hand on a belt buckle, and when Magnus gasped into the kiss, Alec knew he had to leave right then or he wasn't going to leave at all.

He sprang to his feet and grabbed onto the doorframe like if he let go, he might be pulled to Magnus by the sheer gravity of his attraction. He stood there, grip on the door firm, thinking what to do next. If it was okay to ask Magnus out again right now.

Eventually, the words, "Can I see you again?" tumbled out of him in a flood he couldn't contain.

"Yes. I'd like that" Magnus says from the floor.

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