Alec's POV
I was walking to Magnus' house. We had barely seen each other. All week my father has made sure I've had so much work that I couldn't finish and couldn't see him. I honestly was dying without him. We had only know each other for a short amount of time but I missed him so much.
I was walking and heard shuffling behind me. I kept walking, being cautious to listen to every sound. No mundanes were around since it was almost three in the morning. I know Magnus hated being woken up but I was going insane without me and I was hoping he felt the same.
"Hello there young Nephilim. Didn't anyone tell you it's dangerous to walk alone?" A voice cooed. She had long black hair and purple eyes. I wasn't sure but I guessed she was a warlock because of her slit pupils, they looked reptilian.
"I am perfectly fine taking care of myself" I said.
"Are you? So many things you don't see. Why don't I walk you to your destination? I have time, I'm also heading somewhere in Brooklyn" she said. There was a tone to her voice, I knew what it was but I couldn't place it.
"I'm good. I can walk alone" I told her.
"Dangerous things lurk in the night. You never know, I heard there were some very dangerous demons here."
"I'll be fine" I assured her, getting annoyed that she was keeping me from Magnus.
"Fine. I'm scared and you are a very capable of handling yourself but I am afraid, and can barely find something to eat here. I'm not old and have only been here for a short while, I don't have anywhere to go" she admitted.
"Where are you going?" I asked. I didn't trust her, not in the least but I also couldn't just blow her off.
"To the High Warlock of Brooklyn. I was hoping he could help me" she said.
"I have business with him, so we'll be going to the same place" I informed her. Yeah, a long overdue kiss and reruns of some mundane show he liked.
"Oh". She seemed surprised. And disappointed? What was going on?
I kept my hand on the hilt of my blade but we continued to walk to Magnus' house. The closer we got the more anxious I was. What if I was bringing a killer into his house? What if she was here to kill both of us?
We were here. I knocked on the door. Silence. I knocked again. Silence. I knocked one more time, prepared to leave when the door opened.
"Who dares to disturb the High Warlock's slumber?" Magnus roared.
"I was coming to see you about what we talked about earlier" I said, not wanting to let whoever that was know about us.
"Oh hey," he said as his eyes drifted over to the person beside me. "Go away"
"Please. You must talk at some point" she insisted, her entire demeanor changing.
"I will not and you will leave. Now" Magnus demanded.
"Your father says hi" she said and then walked off, disappeared into the night.
"Are you okay?" He asked, frantically patting me down for signs of injury.
"I'm perfectly fine, well physically anyway. All of this work has thrown off my sense of danger. I should've known something was wrong." I told him.
"Good" he said and pulled me into his flat. He grabbed my hips and pulled me into a heated kiss.
Our hands searched the other's body. We were completely in tune with the other. I ran my fingers through his silky hair and he tugged aggressively at my bottom lip. We stumbled to his couch, not breaking the kiss.
Magnus tore off my jacket and threw it. I kicked my boots off and took the hand that wasn't tangled in his hair and stroked his thigh.
He slid his fingers under my shirt. I felt his cool fingers touch my warm skin and gasped. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues slid against one another and I didn't put up a fight for dominance because Magnus was more skilled making it almost impossible for him to lose.
We separated, gasping for air. Magnus yanked my shirt off.
Magnus POV
I was so caught up in lust that I didn't realize I had taken half of Alec's clothes off. I mentally shrugged and continued my work. I knew we weren't going to go all the way there but I still wanted a bit of pleasure on both parts.
I stared at the beautiful man in front of me and my eyes caught sight of his sharp collarbones. I bent over and began sucking, licking, kissing and biting one and then moved to the other.
Alexander was a moaning mess above me. He was tugging on my hair and stroking my thigh, which wasn't doing much to help my self control, which barely existed.
I pulled away from his collarbones and moved upward. I kissed a path from his collarbones, up his neck, across his jaw and to his lips. His perfectly kiss-swollen lips.
I continued to kiss him and the levels of desire weren't dying. We went on like this for another half hour and I was losing myself in him. My world narrowed to his lips and his hands. I wasn't in control of my body anymore. Why was he so hot?
He was trying to pull me away from him but I stayed firmly attached. Lust coursed through my veins and replaced my blood. I knew I was running out of oxygen and that he probably was too but I couldn't stop. Even if I wanted to, which would be lovely since I can't breathe, I can't.
Alexander yanked me off of him. We were both panting and gasping.
"Magnus, I'm not ready for that yet" he said. I had undone the top bottom of his jeans without realizing it.
"Of course. We can stop here if you're not comfortable with it" I assured him.
"Thanks. I should probably get going. I have training with Jace tomorrow and endless amounts of work" he said, much to my disappointment.
"I don't wanna go either. But I have to. I'm sorry" he told me.
"You've only been here for 40 minutes" I protested.
"And in those forty minutes my dad already knows I'm gone and he knows where I am" he replied.
"Fine" I responded as my shoulders dropped in defeat.
"I don't have to leave now. How about we watch one of those mundane shows you like?" He asked, sounding regretful that he had made me upset.
"Okay" I said glumly but knew I had won.
"Come on, I want to see you smile" he said, cheerily. I did a ridiculously fake smile and he laughed. His laugh was so sweet that I laughed too and smiled.
"So Doctor Who or The Flash?" I asked.
"Doctor Who" he responded. I smiled and put the show on.
For the next few hours were cuddled and watched the show. Or he watched the show and I watched him. That boy was beautiful. My boy was beautiful.
(Time skip - about 8:00 am, Alec is back at the Institute)
Alec POV
I had just gotten back to the Institute. I hadn't slept at a all but I still felt better than I had all week. I was seriously deprived if him
You sound addicted, saying you were deprived. My brain replied.
I am addicted. I responded.
I was having a great day until I bumped into my father. Here we go again
"We were you last night?" He asked. "Nevermind. I know you were with that mutt"
"Magnus is not a mutt and yes I was with him. His place is much more inviting than here" I retorted.
"That's it. You are not allowed to see him" he told me, like I was five.
"I have to see him. I'm going to be the head of the Institute and I'll need to be able to work with Downworld leaders" I replied.
"Well I've already withdrawn your name as my successor. Isabelle and Jace will co-run the Institute until Jace is old enough to run it on his own. You are banned from seeing him" my father replied.
I felt numb. Everything I had ever worked for in my life was just taken. He removed my name. I was over.
I ran to the training room. Jace wasn't there. Probably with that dumb mundane. I hit the punching bag in front of me.
The one who he cares about more than me. Hit
The one who didn't listen to his nightmares about his parents when he was tweleve. Hit.
The one who took my place. Hit
I continued beating up the punching bag. I landed punch after punch, letting out my anger. Letting loose of the anger I had carried for years. Punching and kicking. I was panting but I didn't care.
"Alec!" I heard Isabelle scream but I didn't pay her any attention. I continued with my training.
She grabbed my body and yanked me away from the punching bag. She guided me to a bench. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Training" I told her, there was no feeling in my voice.
"Where are your bandages? Or gloves?" She asked. I shrugged.
"Look at your hands" she commanded. I looked down. My knuckles were cracked and bloodied. There were purple bruises forming. But they didn't hurt, they didn't feel like anything.
"What were you thinking?" She asked.
"I was thinking that this Institute will be either yours or Jace's. Never mine. After all I've ever done, I won't have anything to show for it" I responded harshly.
"What are you talking about?" She asked.
"Dad took my name out for who he recommended to get the Institute when he and mom can't. He put you and Jace in" I responded.
"That bastard" Izzy replied.
"Yeah. Can you hand me my stele?"I asked.
"Nope. You have to heal like a mundane" she said.
"Isabelle" I complained.
"Nope. You beat yourself up and you get to heal like a mundane" she replied.
"Fine. I'll just get Magnus to help me" I responded.
"Help you with what?" I heard from behind me. His voice was sweet like honey. It made shivers run down my spine. He walked over and took a seat beside me.
"Izzy is trying to make me heal like a mundane" I told him.
"Why would you do that?" He asked.
"Because he beat himself up and deserves to heal like a mundane" she replied.
"You did what?" He asked, alarmed.
"I was upset so I used the punching bag to blow off some steam and forgot to put in boxing bandages" I explained.
"Oh and you want me to do what exactly?" He asked.
"To heal my hands since Izzy won't give me back my stele" I said. I bit my lip and gave him a half-smile, hoping he would do it. Magnus rolled his eyes and held out his hand. I took it.
Magnus leaned down and kissed my knuckles. I felt energy surge through my hand, healing the wounds. Magnus repeated the same to the other hand.
"Aww. You guys are so cute" she exclaimed.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Oh your mother invited me to speak with her. I'm not sure what it's about so wish me luck" Magnus said.
"Maybe not luck but.." I said and kissed him lightly, still shy because me sister was behind us. Isabelle squealed.
He smiled once he had pulled away. "How needs luck anyway?'
I laughed and he smiled. "I better get going"he said and then left.
By The Angel, I loved him.
Yeah I know not much happened in this chapter but I have lots a schoolwork, sorry, and spend a lot of my spare time studying and, doing homework and project. It will be the weekend soon and I'll probably have a few updates.
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Be happy, stay strong and Love Yourself.
-Nat