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This was it. Today was the day. Alec was ready. He’d been thinking about it non-stop for the past week. Ever since Magnus had…well…Alec felt heat seep into his face just thinking about it. In the month since they officially began dating, their physical relationship had escalated rather quickly. Alec often felt like a horny teenager, unable to control his need for Magnus. Luckily, Magnus happily obliged, often thanking the Angels as he affectionately kissed the Nephilim’s stamina ruin. After their date on Saturday night, Alec had joined Magnus at his apartment as he had many times before. And, as they had many times before, the evening ended with them naked, panting, and groping one another in Magnus’s bed.
Alec’s thoughts drifted and his cheeks reddened remembering how he had pushed his head back into the pillows with his eyes clenched shut and his fists gripping the sheets as Magnus blessed him with a mind altering blow job. He could feel Magnus’s hands stroking his thighs as his mouth did glorious things to his cock. Gently, Magnus pushed his thighs further apart as he began to lick and suck on his testicles. Alec was pretty sure he had stopped breathing at this point. Maybe that’s why his brain didn’t figure out what was about to happen until after Magnus has spread his ass cheeks with his hands and began lapping at his hole.
That was new.
Alec’s eyes had flown open. His jaw slackened and from somewhere deep inside his soul he released a moan so guttural he couldn’t be sure it was real. He had read about this; had read that it felt amazing. But had never had the courage to try it, or to ask Magnus for it. They hadn’t even talked about it, and Magnus insisted they talk about everything. But in that instant, Alec didn’t have the capacity to think about such things. Within moments of feeling Magnus’s hot, wet tongue teasing his tight ring of muscle and pushing against his entrance he erupted with the most intense orgasm of his life. His entire upper body rose off the bed and he felt cum shoot out of him in violent bursts hitting his chest, his neck, and his chin. His ears rang and his throat was raw from moaning and yelling his boyfriend’s name repeatedly before he came.
Afterwards, Magnus had asked if it had been okay, and Alec could only nod and wrap his arms around him, pulling him close. It wasn’t mentioned again.
Now it had been almost seven days since they’d seen one another and Alec had been able to think about nothing else. He’d jerked off every night, and sometimes during his morning shower, in an attempt to recreate the sensation, but failing miserably. This had been the first time he and Magnus has explored any type of anal activity in the bedroom. Alec had been a bit nervous about it and Magnus had been patient and understanding. Alec knew Magnus was the one he wanted to lose his virginity to, but the logistics of making that happen were intimidating. Alec had no idea what he was doing and every time he considered it, he chickened out. But now…Now Alec was ready. He wanted nothing more than to feel Magnus’s touch again. Now that he knew how good it could feel, he fantasized about it all day and dreamed about it at night.
So, standing outside Magnus’s apartment door, Alec took a deep breath and knocked. This was it. Today was the day. He was finally ready to cash-in his V-card. He heard foot steps, watched as the door opened, and gazed into Magnus’s dark brown eyes as he greeted him with a warm smile. He stepped into the apartment, closing the door behind him and Magnus put a hand on his arm and kissed him sweetly. He heard Magnus ask him if he would like a drink, but he found himself unable to respond. Instead, he just stood there, his mouth slightly agape, staring at his boyfriend. Alec couldn’t help but think that he most likely resembled a cod fish.
With a look of mild confusion, Magnus tilted his head to one side, and asked, “Alexander? Is everything alright?”
“I want to have sex. With you. Tonight.” Alec blurted this out much louder than he’d intended. A wave of embarrassment washed over him as he continued to stand awkwardly in the entrance way. At least if Magnus didn’t respond favorably he was close to the door for an escape.
Alec should not have been surprised by the look of complete and utter shock on Magnus’s face. Frozen in place, he appeared to be attempting to reply but instead just kept opening and closing his mouth without forming any words. The longer Magnus remained silent, the more flustered Alec became. Maybe he’d been wrong in thinking this is what Magnus wanted. In an attempt to protect himself from a humiliating rejection, Alec crossed his arms over his chest and took a step back.
After what felt like an eternity, Magnus finally exhaled deeply and in a low, tender voice said, “Alexander. This is so…unexpected. Not unwelcome, just…unexpected. May I ask what brought this on?”
Alec’s gaze drifted to the floor in front of him. The fire in his cheeks became unbearably hot. He hadn’t thought this far ahead. He was not prepared to tell Magnus what had been consuming his thoughts. How just thinking about Magnus touching him there, again, made his breath catch and his groin throb.
Magnus must have sensed that Alec was not yet ready to explain his proclamation because he reached forward, took Alec’s hand in his and quietly led him to the living room. He smiled at the Shadowhunter, suggesting he take a seat while he fixed them both a drink. Alec sat on the sofa, put his elbows on his knees and stared at his hands. He knew Magnus was going to want to talk about this. He always insisted they talk about things first. Alec wondered if it was actually possible to die of embarrassment.
“So,” Magnus began, as he joined Alec on the couch and placed their drinks on the table in front of them. “I can see that you’re uncomfortable, but this is kind of a big deal, so I think it’s important that we talk about it.”
Alec sighed and looked up at his boyfriend. “I know,” he replied, noting that his heart was pounding in his chest.
“How do you know you’re ready?” Magnus asked him curiously. “Why now?”
“Because…because I want this. With you.” Alec stammered. “I…I can’t stop…can’t stop thinking about... Doing it. With you.” Alec was staring at his hands again.
“When did you decide this? How long have you known?”
Magnus’s questions made sense. He wasn’t asking him anything he shouldn’t be asking. But Alec mind started to race. Oh God, he thought. Should he tell the truth? He never lied to Magnus. He prided himself on his bluntness and his honesty. But if he told him, he’d know.
“Uh…for the past week…or so,” Alec mumbled, partially hoping Magnus wouldn’t hear him.
“Okay,” Magnus replied, nodding his head. “So you’ve had some time to think about it.”
If he only knew how much he’d thought about it. Alec dared to glance up at his boyfriend. Magnus was gazing at him, with a loving smile on his face. Not a knowing grin, as Alec had expected. Maybe Magnus wasn’t making the connection between last Saturday’s events and Alec’s current desires. Alec smiled back, a slight weight lifting off of him. Magnus shifted closer to Alec and put a hand on his thigh. “Alexander, I also want this. Very much. But I wanted to wait until you were ready. I never wanted you to feel pressured. You know that, right?”
Alec nodded and Magnus continued,
“And I know you get embarrassed by these conversations, but I think we need to be somewhat candid because,” Magnus paused before continuing with an anxious chuckle, “to be perfectly honest, this might be your first time, but it’s been a long time since I’ve been with anyone, and even longer since I’ve been with a man and I want to make sure this is an experience we both enjoy.”
Alec hadn’t even considered that Magnus Bane, the High Warlock of Brooklyn, a man reputed to be a 400-year old Lothario, would be nervous about having sex with an inexperience, virginal Shadowhunter. Filled with a surge of affection, Alec placed his hand over Magnus’s and gave it a squeeze.
“I know we haven’t ventured much into that area in the bedroom, but I’m sure you’re aware of the importance of lubrication.” The tone of Magnus’s voice was changing from serious to playful. Alec blushed. “I can show you how to best use it. I’ll walk you through it, step by step…show you how to prepare me so it doesn’t hurt as much…,” Magnus continued with a twinkle in his eye.
Alec’s mind tweaked as he processed Magnus’s words.
“Wait…what?” Alec said, his eyebrows coming together in a frown.
“Alexander, surely you realize it can hurt? But don’t worry, I will show you how to prep me and go slow to make sure…” Magnus was abruptly cut off when Alec practically shouted,
“No!” He began shaking his head fiercely. “No. Magnus. I don’t want to…I mean, I want you to…” He was mortified and couldn’t find his words. He hadn’t even CONSIDERED what Magnus was suggesting. How had he been so stupid? Of course there was a 50% chance that is exactly what Magnus would think he meant when he said he wanted to have sex. And now he had to say, aloud, that he…what? He didn’t even know the proper terminology. He’d never felt so naïve in his life. There were no longer words coming out of his mouth but his hands were flailing nonsensically in front of him as he struggled to clarify his intent.
“I…I want…” He might actually start hyperventilating. Maybe Magnus was right. Maybe he wasn’t ready for this.
“What do you want, Alexander?” Magnus asked softly.
“I want to feel you inside me.” He had said it so quickly he wasn’t even sure it was comprehensible. But Magnus’s reaction told him otherwise. For the second time in the span of ten minutes Magnus had trouble hiding the shock on his face. But this time the surprise faded quickly and was replaced with a wide, slightly mischievous, and knowing grin.
“Is this because of what I did to you on Saturday night?” Magnus teased. That was the final straw – Alec was going to die of embarrassment.
“Yes.” He replied, burying his face in his hands.
“Oh Alexander,” Magnus practically purred. “I knew you enjoyed it, but I had no idea…” He intentionally let his sentence drift off.
Alec dropped his hands, took a deep breath, and bravely looked Magnus in the eyes. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it,” he confessed.
Instead of responding, Magnus stood up, walked in front of Alec, and climbed into his lap, straddling his hips. Instinctively, Alec grabbed him by the waist, pulling him closer. Alec ran his hands along Magnus’s strong thighs and looked up at his boyfriend who towered over him in this position. Magnus stared down at him hungrily. And Alec loved it.
Magnus delicately ran his fingers through the front of Alec’s hair, grazing his forehead, his left temple, and finally his ear. Alec shivered. Magnus’s eyes followed his fingers as they continued down to Alec’s neck, softly tracing his deflect ruin. Alec was mesmerized by the look on Magnus’s face and the lightness of his touch. He was so turned on he didn’t even try to control the swell that was quickly filling his pants and he found himself grabbing Magnus by the ass in an attempt to close the very little space that still existed between them.
When their eyes met, Alec was thrilled to see that Magnus’s glamour had fallen and his pupils were blown wide. When he looked at him like this, Magnus made Alec feel wanted in a way he never thought possible. Unable to resist, he grabbed the back of Magnus’s neck and pulled him down for a hard, hot kiss.
After only a moment, Magnus broke the kiss, his pupils now narrowed. He smiled at Alec and breathily reminded him that their conversation was not over.
“How am I supposed to concentrate with you pressed up against me like this?” Alec whispered.
“I can move if you want?” Magnus suggested.
“No.” Alec tightly gripped Magnus’s hips, making it clear that was not an option.
Magnus laughed but made no attempt to escape. He began tracing the shape on Alec’s neck again, continuing their discussion as if there had been no interruption. “I’m flattered I was able to make you feel so good, Alexander, but it’s a big leap from a rim job to intercourse.” Magnus was able to say these words with such ease, such comfort. Alec had no idea how he did it.
“I…I know,” Alec stammered. “But it’s what I want. I trust you, Magnus, and I want this. I want you to be the one…the one I give my virginity to.” He took a deep breath. “What you did, on Saturday, felt a-maze-ing. I had no idea it could feel like that.” He reddened again, remembering. “And I feel like that’s only the beginning. I’m not stupid. I know it’s going to hurt but…I know you’ll be gentle with me and that the pleasure will make the pain worth it. Right?”
“Right.”
Magnus replied with no hesitation. Alec could feel him watching closely as he spilled his innermost thoughts and feelings. The Warlock disentangled himself from his place on Alec’s lap, took his hand, and steered him towards the bedroom.
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