Magnus slips his tongue into alecs mouth, knowing he will never get tired of the taste of the young shadowhunter. As alec tangles his fingers in magnus's hair, the tablet laying on his desk dings, alerting him of an incoming video call. He reluctantly untangles himself from magnus's arms and walks around his desk and sits down.
"Mr. Lightwood." The inquisitor says when he connects the call. "I am sending some new ascension candidates to the new York institute. I need you to meet them."
As alec listens to her the screen on his tablet glows blue with a message.
I need you bent over the desk, naked, begging for more.
Alec looks up at Magnus, noticing the smirk on his face.
"Is there anything special they will require?"
As she answers, another message comes through.
I require you out of your clothes.
"When will they be coming?"
I hope we will be soon.
"Thank you, inquisitor, I will be awaiting their arrival." Alec says, disconnecting the call.
He doesn't say anything, just stands up and as he walks around his desk, Magnus snaps his fingers, locking the door and soundproofing the room.
