Alec walked into the room and sat exhausted on the foot of the low bed. It's true he hadn't done much to be tired but his family (yes, he did consider Clary and Simon as family too) always managed to exhaust him mentally. Magnus on the other hand had every excuse to be wrecked, he had done everything by himself tonight, from sleeping arrangements to the exquisite diner they had enjoyed about two ours ago. You could see that on the way he arched his back -usually so upright- as he was locking the door, but once he turned to look at his partner all that tiredness vanished from his face and a mischievous little smile took place there, his cat-like eyes shining with a spark Alec knew very well. Before he could say anything about it the warlock was on his knees in front of him and his long fingers were working on undoing the other man's zipper. The shadowhunter thought about protesting that they should relax and get some sleep but then what was more relaxing than some quality sex with the love of your life?

Magnus, with elegant motions took him in his mouth and worked his head up and down, sending shivers all over Alec's body. When his tong got in the game, making little sweeps on the head of his cock, he couldn't hold his moans in anymore.

"Shit, Magnus, aarg... They will hear us... The walls, oooh... Too thin... Mmmm!" Magnus took him off of his mouth but did not raise his head, only moved to kiss his inner thigh.

"Don't worry, the walls are all magically soundproofed. I didn't want them to hear us scream more than they wanted us to hear them." he whispered against the tender skin and finished what he was saying with an open mouthed kiss there.

"What? You think the others are having sex too? God! I didn't need that mental image..."

"Oh, come now, we are all grown ups here, show some understanding. And for goodness' sake do forget the others and focus on me for now!" and with that his mouth was back on Alec's dick, not giving him the opportunity to reply. Soon enough he started using his hands too, the right one started playing with the Nephilim's balls -making said Nephilim moan louder and fall back on the bed, unable to hold himself up any longer- and the left hand wend up and underneath his t-shit, feeling the hard muscles there, finders tracing above rough scars and marked skin.

He had been enjoying himself by torturing his boyfriend slowly a good ten minutes now, he could feel that he wanted a release and his own erection had been very demanding in his tight jeans for quite some time now, so he sped things up, going up and down, his hand in synchronization, covering the length his mouth couldn't. His rhythm was increasing by the second, raising Alec's screams and his own moans, as a result the first was quickly cuming in the latter's mouth, his back arching on the bed from the force of his release, his hips trembling and forcing upward toward Magnus on their own accord. The warlock sucked him until he was soft and took everything in, swallowed two times before his mouth was empty again.

"By the Angel, baby... that was... just... perfect."

"Happy to be of service!" he winked and stood on his feet, taking his shirt off carefully and gracefully tossing it on the armchair behind him. When he turned to look at his lover again he was siting on the bed directly in front of him, his face on the level of the other man's crotch. So Alec wasted no more time, his hands were immediately on Magnus' pants, taking them off -no underwear, big surprise, which left him standing completely naked in front of a fully dressed Alec- he smirked on the sight of his pulsing erection, taking it with one hand and spreading open mouthed kisses all over it's length, enjoying the deep sighs that escaped the warlock's chest. Long strokes with his tong succeeded the kisses and soon enough he had him in his mouth, making Magnus dig his fingers in the boy's raven hair. Without hesitation Alec prepared his index and middle finger and quickly, taking his mouth off of his lover for only a few seconds, put them in, spreading a generous amount of saliva over, then, when he was satisfied with the result, he returned his attention to Magnus' dick and expertly his fingers found their way up his ass, making him jump a bit in excitement. His head was tilled back enjoying every inch of his lovers mouth and tong around his cock, his fingers moving slowly inside him, but he soon realized that that wasn't how he wanted it.

He let Alec play a bit longer and then mover his hands from the back of the boy's head to the sides of his face, softly tagging him away. Quick on his feet the Nephilim caught the message and -with a slight pop- his mouth was free and his fingers were slowly retreating. Was there something wrong? Had something annoyed Magnus? Alec looked up in the slit-pupilled eyes he so loved but found only love and lust for him. No, noting was wrong, everything was wonderful in the world. As if on cue, the warlock knelt on the bed, straddling Alec, and the latter used his hands to slide backwards on the bed. Once his head hit the pillows Magnus slipped off the boy's already unbuttoned pants and spread his hands under his t-shirt, gathering it upwards. Alec finally took it off on his own and received his partner in his arms. They started a passionate kissing fest -as Magnus usually referred to it. They could taste each other on their intertwined tongs. Alec had found that off-putting at the beginning and it used to make him flush from embarrassment when he could taste his own semen on Magnus' kisses but he had grown to like it over the course of time. Now he found it extremely erotic and it made him love his warlock just a little bit more each time. Their bodies were in full contact now, their members touching and sliding on one another, causing sweet friction, sending small bolts of pleasure on the two men, maximizing their lust for each other.

Magnus rolled them a bit so he was not on top anymore and they were both laying on their sides. He, then, slowly broke the kiss and rolled to his right to retrieve the tube of lubricant from his night table. Once he was back on hie earlier position, Alec took it from his hands and put some on his left hand, which in turn was on Magnus' penis stroking it and lubricating it thoroughly -the warlock winced on the cold substance, just like every time, but Alec's hands worked quickly to warm him up. When he was done he gave a small kiss to the other man's lips and turned around, his back on him, still laying on his side. Magnus moved a little bit closer and with his right hand directed his cock on Alec's entrance. He found the usual small resistance from the tight muscles there -Alec seemed to always be tight, no matter how many times he would penetrated him, maybe it was a shadowhunter thing, he would return to the matter another time, now he had to concentrate on his thrusts. He was moving back and forth, moans escaping both his and Alec's mouth every time his hips came in contact with his buttchicks. He had his head buried on the crook of the shadowhunter's neck, biting and sucking on the thin layer of skin there, his right hand was pressing low on the boy's abdomen and his left was under his head, his palm in contact with Alec's knuckles, fingers laced together, Alec's own right hand was stretched behind him, clutching on the warlock's hip, giving more force on his thrusts, he literally banged into the Nephilim with each motion.

"Magnus..." it was a warning that he was about to change position, his hand still gripping on the man's thigh he pulled him on top of him as he rolled to his stomach and without letting him pull out -he couldn't bear to loose contact now- he slowly started rising, getting on his knees -Magnus too- his hands gripping tightly on the wooden headboard of the bed. He felt the warlock's hands trace the patterns of the runes on his back as well as all of his scars -there was something about his ugly battle scars that fascinated Magnus- and eventually lean in on him, his stomach in contact with his back, and his hands circling around his torso, holding him tight as he pounded into him, quickly now, making him gasp and scream his name as he was hitting his prostate skillfully.

"Oh Alexander, I won't last much longer now." Magnus whispered into his ear.

At that Alec straitened his back slowly, leaning back into his boyfriend, him stopping his movements, and turned his head, silently asking for a kiss.

"Let me turn around then." Alec said once he had gotten his kiss. The warlock obeyed and pulled out with a small, almost unheard, cry -he found it shocking whenever he lost contact- but it didn't last for long cause Alec, with swift shadowhunter motions, had turned to face him and lay back down on his back, quickly positioning himself on top of Magnus' lap, his legs on either side of him, he took them and dropped them over each of his shoulders, coming even closer and reentering him with ease. He wasted no time now, he knew he was very close and if he didn't sped up the proses a bit they would probably have a problem. So he skillfully found Alec's spot again after a few thrusts and -proud with himself- heard him scream his name and telling him he needed him right there. He went faster now, hitting with extreme force the boy's prostate. And he knew he probably had another minute or two. He tried to make it last longer, but he could see all the signs on Alec, his abdominal muscles were contracting as well as the muscles that were around his own cock, he could see that he took small shallow breaths now, so close to release. Instantly he looked into those blue seas he had for eyes and saw him looking at him with adoration before he closed his eyes, tipped his head back and let go with a scream of his name, oh he could never have enough of that. He let go too, his back arching upwards, his head bending over Alec's chest, pounding into him as he was releasing his load inside his ass.

They were both exhausted, breathing hard and deep, Magnus had lowered Alec's legs on the bed and had unfolded his own from underneath him before they started to cramp, and now they were spread on either side of Alec, just under his own slightly bent ones. He was laying still on his back, hands sped out where he was tightly grabbing the covers, his chest raising with each breath, and the warlock was watching him, propped as he was on his hands. Once Alec had come down from is high he lifted his torso and moved a bit closer to Magnus, sliding a hand from the warlock's neckline to his abdomen, where there was no belly button, and back up again. When he reached his shoulders he hooked his hand there and pulled him upright, straight into his arms. They embraced like that for several moments, not speaking a word, until the Nephilim released his hold and the warlock moved to lay beside him, his head on Alec's shoulder and his arm spread over his hard stomach. Too tired and too hot to cover up, with the summer night's wind coming in from the window they slept like that till morning.

-Author's note

Surprise! I thought I would post this chapter today too because it took me sooooo long to post the last one. Okay actually I had this chapter already written, in fact it was the first thing I wrote for this story but chronologically it had to go last so here you go! I hope you liked it because it will be the last one! Maybe I will write a small epilogue, maybe not, but I am sure I will not continue the story in any way because I am just not good at thinking of plot and stuff like that, short stories for me loves!

-Kisses M.