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Magnus wanted to rub his eyes but he didn’t. Instead he set the book down and stood, rubbing at his neck as he felt the crick he’d put in it. He must have been sitting there for longer than he’d realized.

“You were gone a while,” he said, voice a little rough. “Everything okay? Some new update I should be aware of?”

He reached out, hand curling into Alec’s shirt at the waist and pulling him closer. He was a little worried, but he was also… tired. More tired than he thought he should have been, but that was probably just the drinks or… or his body adjusting to having magic again, that was all.

“Or have your shadowhunters started a revolt now that a dastardly warlock has moved in with their head of the Institute?”

“No one has started a revolt, I promise.” He pulled Magnus close to his body, before moving to sit, pulling his boyfriend onto his lap. He leaned in to kiss his cheek, head resting on his shoulder.

Sure, everyone was still a bit on edge from it, but it was just foreign territory. Alec had told them all in a group meeting that he’d be staying there for a a while, due to some dire circumstances. There were mixed reviews, sure, but nothing like this.

Especially with all the eyes on them during breakfast. Alec could feel Magnus was uncomfortable, and felt like shit about not really doing much about it. And yes, he had to steal some of Jace’s bacon, it was fun annoying him.

“Also,there are no new leads, but you..you do deserve to know something.” He frowned softly, holding Magnus tighter. “..It seems Raphael was running experiments.even..torturing Heidi. We--I have no choice--Isabelle has been sent to bring him into the Clave, considering she knew and kept it quiet.”

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Magnus cleaned himself up once he’d portaled to the Institute. He made sure that there was no blood and even though he didn’t want to admit that the magic might be… that his body might not be… either way, he still avoided using it for the rest of the evening.

He let himself into Alec’s office, not sure where exactly he’d run off to only know Alec had said it was urgent, and started looking through the papers about the Morgenstern Sword. Perhaps there was something he’d missed earlier. He had to be sure. A sword like that? No… no one needed that.

He was deep in the pages when he heard the door open. He looked up, blinking dry eyes.

Alec had gone to get updates from everyone else, some on different missions--some on the major cases the group was working with: IE the sword and Clary’s kidnapping. The rounds alone took a good half hour, though he’d go to his room to wash up himself.

There was something off about Magnus’ magic, something he couldn’t quite place. Sure, there was the obvious--the sorcery’s hue being a mediocre gold rather than that beautiful blue. However, there had to be more-besides giving up his loft. He’d already went to give Lorenzo a talking to. Now, it was to his office to get some work done. 

Though when he opened the door, he wasn’t expecting him to beat him there. “Magnus?”

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“Alec.”

Magnus walked around the desk, reached forward, and gripped the other by the shoulder. He spun the chair around slowly and looked into his eyes, frowning as he stared straight into his eyes. “There was no reason to believe that she had survived. We were all fooled, alright?But it does not matter, because sooner or later we would have found out about the murdered Parisian shadowhunter. Luke only sped the process, do you understand? You are not to blame.” He cupped his cheeks.  

“Hmm..”

He didn’t respond at first, a neutral expression soon pulling a soft, yet almost fake smile. It was forced, like Magnus would do if he were trying to hide something. It may not be his fault directly, but..he should have known something was off at least. The hand on his shoulder was a comfort at least, reaching up to lightly hold his wrist, sighing softly.“..I’m sorry my day off--wasn’t..really much of a day off.”  Though having Clary back was worth it. It would always be worth that. Though Alec woudl be determined to make it up to him, nonetheless.

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Magnus smiled as Alec held him, his hands occupied by opening the bag. Seeing the little boxes, he adjusted to look at Alec and then crack the box with the earrings first, mouth falling open as one hand moved to brush his fingers of the gold and diamond studs. “Alexander…” he moved to set the box aside, opening the necklace and ring set and then the extra ring, his face full of love and awe as he looked at the inscription. “I love it. All of it.” He turned in his shadowhunter’s arms to slide his own arms around Alec’s neck. “Not near as much as I love you, though.” he promised, leaning to kiss him deeply.

A smile formed as he opened the first gift, widening inch by inch as Magnus went on. A soft chuckle, pulling his boyfriend closer as he kissed him back, smiling against his boyfriend’s glossed lips. A little shrug, resting his forehead against the warlock’s with a smile. “Looks like..I’m getting better at giving gifts, huh?” A sheepish chuckle, brushing his cheek softly as he’d kiss his forehead. “I’m glad you like them, babe. I love you so much--you deserve much more than that..I’d give you the world if I could.”

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Alec had zoned out before feeling his boyfriend’s hand on his, leaning down for a gentle kiss, shrugging his shoulders. Yeah, he could have stayed--gotten a start on his report to the Clave, Clary’s official statement of everything that happened.

However, Jace was with her now, and Luke. They could talk it over and he could get it from them tomorrow. Right now? He was making the most of whatever was left of his day off. He hated leaving Magnus back in New York, regretting not bringing him, into staying there for the rest of the night.

Though then again..it wouldn’t be much of a date, either.  Maybe they could go to Paris on their own time, the next time he has some time off.

Though, Magnus probably had a dislike for Paris, remembering the time he spent there with Camille. How could anyone use him like that?

“I know. But--you wanted to make the most of my day off, after all.”

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Magnus shook his head, but barely. The slightest movement. Oh, he’d known he wasn’t helpless but it really had been some time since he’d physically trained. And he had needed the refresher. Maybe he had considered the kind of fun they might get into but still…

Planning seemed a strong way to put it.

Alec had just been so serious. So intense. It was hard to not tease him or want him when he was like that.

He took in a sharp breath as Alec’s fingers pressed against his lips. But that command, in that tone, made his hips jerk. He groaned as did exactly as told, lips parting to suck Alec’s fingers into his mouth. His tongue working along them to get them nice and wet. Dark eyes looking up into Alec’s.

He’d let out a soft hiss as he looked into those dark eyes, a hand coming up to bush against his cheek. His fingers move in and out, as if he was fucking the man’s throat. It was tempting, honestly--but there was no way he had the patience for that. 

Not when Magnus was looking as gorgeous as he was right there.

And his fight skills? God damn, he knew they both had a dominance thing, but that was too much! Thank goodness he keeps lube in his room.

“Position yourself for me, baby--however you want it.” He’d take his hands slowly out of his boyfriend’s mouth, moving his hand away as he stood from the bed, getting himself undressed the rest of the way. Maybe he was rushing a little too much, but has anyone seen Magnus? The state they’re in right now is even too much for him. 

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training turned tension starters

Or more specifically, “two characters who have been sparring or in combat training together and almost kiss at the end of their practice fight”. As requested ! Feel free to make any changes.

“Is that the best you can do?”

“I won’t go easy on you.” / “I’ll go easy on you.” / “Quit going easy on me.”

“Hit me with your best shot.”

“You need to do better if you want to meet your goal.”

“I’ve been wanting to kick your ass all week.”

“Is this necessary?”

“Try again.”

“You’re pissing me off.” / “If you’re mad, why don’t you use your anger? Beat me at least once.”

“Here, let me show you how.”

“Woah! [falls on top of __]” 

“Nice moves.”

“[pins __ to floor]” / “[pins __ to wall]”

“You’re…really close right now.”

“G–get off of me.”

“You’re heavy.” / “You’re crushing me.”

“Sorry–are you okay?”

“You’re really red right now.”

“…Do we always end up on top of each other?”

“Are you still panting?”

“I told you, it was an accident.”

“…Why don’t you just kiss me?”

“I’ll consider kissing you if you can beat me.”

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Magnus’ dark eyes couldn’t look away. He could hardly blink. Even when Alec’s tongue moved over the entire length of his cock, he groaned and watched. Fuck. His hips jerked, though he tried to hold still. But his hands stayed above his head, no matter how much he wanted to reach down and grasp Alec’s dark hair.

Did he like being teased? By Alec? Yes. God.

But right now? Considering the day they’d had, he wasn’t sure he had the strength or the patience. What he wanted was to be closer to Alec, to taste and touch him. He didn’t care how, as long as they did. His head fell back and his eyes finally closed as Alec ground down into him. He rolled his hips up to meet him, moaning softly.

The mark Alec left ached and Magnus wanted more. Wanted to see them all tomorrow.

“I want you inside of me,” he said finally, rocking up into Alec again. He wanted Alec covering every inch of him. He needed that. To be that close. “Please.”

“Something tells me this had been your plan all along when you agreed to let me help you train.”  A low, lustful tone, though he’d move down on him once again, with another mark to his torso.  “Is that right?” Alec sat up again, straddling his boyfriend before placing his fingers against the warlock’s lips. Hopefully, the way he was delicately messing with them was giving some sort of hint at what he wanted him to do.

Though..in case he didn’t..why not keep this dominating persona? Magnus clearly enjoyed how serious he was in his SHADOWHUNTER MODE, after all.

“Get them wet, baby.”

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“--She was alive, Magnus. And we..gave up on her. After all she has done? I should’ve known better--a lot of us should have.” The guilt was eating away at him, the Lightwood seated at his desk, licking his lips. He had wanted to get a head start on the report to the Clave, but how could he? Not to mention, he’d probably have to meet with the Head of the Paris Institute about their fallen soldier--for a statement from Clary. “If it hadn’t been for Luke? We probably would have never found her in the first place.”

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                Magnus hadn’t been expecting gifts of any sort, if he were to be honest, because he definitely remembered telling Alec he didn’t need to get him something. It was sweet, nonetheless, and Magnus’ heart ached a bit just to know that Alexander was giving him something that represented himself. That meant something, right? He giggled at Alec’s obvious struggle, pursing his lips to stop himself from outright laughing. That’d be rude, wouldn’t it? “Here,” Magnus waved a hand and clicked the lock into place. “It was very romantic, nonetheless.” 

“--Well..it would have been..WAY WAY MORE romantic if you had actually let me finish the attempt.” Alec was quite literally pouting, though his arms found way around his waist, his chin on his shoulder. “Though, I guess if you like that--I can get over myself. Archery hands don’t come in handy when it comes to little romantic gestures like that, I suppose.” And he’d been practicing with Isabelle’s jewelry, though his little sister thought it was downright crazy. 

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&& brazen parabatai.

Glaring, he was certain that Alec would end up taking one of his fries. There was just something about his posture that told him. His hand tightened around the fork and seeing his parabatai move he darted his hand out in an attempt to stab him in the hand. He’d threatened to do it and Alec knew he tended to follow through with his threats. Jace just wished he’d brought enough for his whole damn family. Maybe then they would’ve left him alone. “OFFENDED is you assuming I’d actually remember to bring you and Izzy and Max some. None of you were on patrol with me and you decided not to message me about getting you food. Just because we’re parabatai doesn’t mean I can read your mind.”

“--You didn’t just try to stab me with a fork.” Alec rose a brow, fry half eaten at this point. “What are we, man? Ten?” Not that the nephilim knew his parabatai wouldn’t follow through, but he wouldn’t resist any chance to tease him in any way possible. It’s basically what he lives on besides no sleep, coffee, and Magnus Bane. Though yes, he would have appreciated his own fries. “I mean, it would be a pretty good perk at times. Not..quite when Magnus has me at his damn mercy, though.” A shrug, speaking about it quite casually. Call it..his way of getting revenge, in the most unnecessary way possible.

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Love, War and Secrecy

Robert and Maryse Lightwood are the king and queen of Idris, but Valentine Morgenstern, king of Alicante, is trying to take over the country, breaking the alliance between them in order to start achieving his goal of ruling the entire world. On top of it, the king and queen are rumored to be separating due to an alleged affair. Their oldest son, Prince Alexander Lightwood, is training to soon take over the throne, hoping to save face, bring some change to his country. In return, maybe he could make life in Idris better. That is, if the entire Lightwood family isn’t overthrown. 

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“…where are you going?”

It had been chaotic in the Institute and with everyone rushing around, he was certain Alexander hadn’t thought anyone would notice. Except he did. He always noticed. Living as long as he had he’d learned to notice a lot of things that most people would. But that wasn’t what bothered him. Standing there, he’d listened to the nephilim around him, he’d picked up on bits of their conversations and it worried him just how readily they were to defend themselves and leave everyone else to be on their own. Magnus actually wondered if any of them realised he was there. It wasn’t like he blended in given his knack for flair. But most of the nephilim reacted like he wasn’t even there. “I brought the information you were looking for, Alexander.”

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In all the hustle and bustle, Alec had barely noticed Magnus in the crowd, even starting to head off into the thick crowd until he heard that beautiful voice. He’d look over, smile immediately falling to his face as he crossed over, reaching out to touch his shoulder softly. “Magnus...” His voice soft, delicate--as if he had seen the most beautiful thing on Earth (which he currently did).  Though, immediately, he realized this wasn’t a social call. The nephilim cleared his throat, nodding as he directed Magnus toward his office. “That’s--that’s great. Um...sorry, I just wasn’t expecting you to just *pop* in..I figured you’d call me.”

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Alec looked down to the warlock, not taking his eyes away as he removed his own jeans, throwing them down onto the ground. Eyes move down to that erection, licking his lips before leaning down, tongue grazing the base, slowly moving up. What could he say? Magnus was a treasure when he was being teased.

His eyes still never left the former warlock, tongue working his entire length was a smirk. Though he’d soon move away, crawling back ontop of Magnus, tilting his head. His own erection twitched with every reaction he was getting to his work, grinding down against him with a slight hiss. God, he could just take him right there--or make Magnus take him: whichever. At this rate, he didn’t care. Though he was enjoying everything he was doing, right now.

Fuck, why was his enjoyment turning into self punishment?

“What do you want, babe? Do you like being teased?” He’d lean down again, sucking at one of the marks he left on his lover’s chest. Just one of the signs to anyone else that Magnus was his, and his alone.