Pursuit of Happiness

I'll be fine once I get it, I'll be good. Keeper (Event Coordinator)

[thearcherlightwood]

Breaking Point || (M)alec

[thearcherlightwood]

Alec had a death grip on the front of Magnus’ robe, so when the other man started to scoot them up onto the bed, there was no way that he was going alone. Although he knew that Magnus would follow him even without him holding on. He also knew that he could have done a much better job at letting him know exactly what Alec’s desires were at the moment, but so far things were progressing in a very positive direction so he wasn’t too worried about it right at the moment. Alec really hoped though that Magnus wouldn’t start demanding that he use his words to move things further because he still wasn’t sure if he was able to actually vocalize what he wanted. 

When Alec felt the fabric of Magnus’ robe began to slip out of his grasp, he began to panic that it meant that the other man was pulling away from him. It didn’t take him long for him to realize though that Magnus was just trying to take off his robe, so he was able to relax back against the bed. He had seen Magnus shirtless before, but that was when he was bound and determine to deny himself any and all pleasure. Now though, he could take full advantage of having a half-dressed Magnus so close to him. This was the first time he was in this type of situation, so he had no clue what to really do with himself. It didn’t feel right keeping his hands balled up in fists by his sided, so he tentatively reached up and placed his hand against Magnus’ chest - unsure what to do once he made contact. 

[mynameis-magnus]

Though Magnus wasn’t sure why Alec had such a tight grip on his robe, he didn’t mind how it kept him close to the younger male, how his body was having to practically push at Alec’s body to make him  go farther up, and then to be pushed back onto the bed. At first, he wasn’t sure if Alec was going to let go long enough for Magnus to get his robe off, but since he seemed to be determined to grip onto him, he decided to rid himself of his tank top right then as well so he wouldn’t necessarily have to tear way from his lips again after that. At least not for a little longer.

Pulling it over his head, he exhaled, a shiver crawling up his spine as he looked down over him, realizing that he was shirtless on top of an equally shirtless Alec, and somehow this wasn’t a dream or a fantasy. He leaned in to nudge his nose again’s Alec’s and suck on his lower lip as he groaned quietly. He felt the hand on his chest, immobile after being placed there, which made him smile. How inexperienced he was. Drawing away from his lips, he exhaled and ran his own hand down over Alec’s body, down to his thigh to grip it as he kneed his way between them. “Touch me, “He quietly commanded. “Anything you thought about doing. Before I go and tie up your wrists.”

[thearcherlightwood]

Breaking Point || (M)alec

[thearcherlightwood]

Alec was almost disappointed when Magnus moved his hand from his hair. The small tug causes something to spark in him, and he was amazed that he was able to refrain from moaning just from the small gesture. Any possible disappointment though was quickly erased when he felt Magnus’ hands move down to his chest. When Magnus first answered his door, Alec was regretful that he didn’t even think about grabbing a shirt to put on. However, as Magnus’ finger trailed over his skin, he was glad not to have anything get in the way of the feeling. 

Even though he was able to stop himself from making any noise when Magnus pulled his hair, there was no way he could control himself when Magnus finally leaned in to kiss him. Alec reached up and grabbed the lapels of Magnus’ robe tightly, pulling him even closer to him than he already was, and held him there to make sure that the other Keeper wouldn’t be move away any time soon. He returned the kiss just as eagerly and let out a low moan as he licked his way into the other man’s mouth. Magnus had clearly figured out at least part of the reason why Alec showed up at his place, but Alec wanted to make sure he knew the full reason. Regretfully, he pulled his lips away just a bit so that he could try to string together some words. “Don’t want to have to think.” That was all he could manage before he began to kiss Magnus again. 

[mynameis-magnus]

To avoid his arms getting trapped between them when he felt Alec take him by the lapels, Magnus’s hands moved around onto his sides as he pushed closer to him. As hot as being grabbed like that was, he partly wished he had nothing on so he could feel Alec’s skin on his own. As it was, he could feel the heat radiating off of him, his hands dragging their way up his back, shivering and teasing Alec’s tongue with his own. Hearing a moan from him was a new and beautiful song he wanted to hear again and again.

When Alec broke away from the kiss, he found himself chasing after it, his mind and whole body saying he wasn’t done, but he opened his eyes to make sure Alec didn’t look like he was regretting this already, or uncomfortable. Listening to his words, he flicked his gaze over his face, trying to figure out the meaning behind them. Alec had trouble voicing what he was wanting, and so far his words had been trying to allude to something. 

For a moment, Magnus let himself forget about it when he felt Alec’s lips on his again, humming with pleasure as he pressed closer, the words echoing in his mind, eventually trying to think of what he himself would mean if he said something like that, and suddenly he thought he knew what he should do. Pressing against Alec, he encouraged him to have to move further back, up higher on the bed, waiting for him to get on a little more before he pushed Alec down onto his back, keeping the kiss even as he blindly stripped off his robe to throw it off and away.

[thearcherlightwood]

Breaking Point || (M)alec

[thearcherlightwood]

Alec laughed lightly when Magnus asked him if he needed to talk, even though it wasn’t all that funny. “Even if I needed to talk, not sure if I can.” Alec shrugged and gave Magnus a sideways grin to try and lighten the mood just a little bit. Just that little bit did seem to help Alec out some though and he was proud that he was able to at least put together at least one coherent sentence, even if it was a very short one. 

Alec knew that Magnus was sincere when he said that he wanted to help him, and Alec nodded to try to show him how much he appreciated it. It seemed to soothe Alec’s nerves a bit, but didn’t loosen his tongue very much as Alec was still unable to say much. Luckily, it didn’t seem like Alec needed to use his words as Mangus reached out to touch him again. The touch had the same effect on Alec as all the other ones, but this time he refused to shy away from how he felt. “Yeah,” the touch seemed to finally give Alec the courage that he needed. “I need more though.” 

[mynameis-magnus]

Magnus chuckled despite himself at Alec’s words. The young man had just made a joke, at his own expense no less. It was charming and sadly true, since that was the most words Alec had said without a pause since he arrived. “So I see,” He teased him quietly but smiled at him to show him he meant it good-naturedly. He could hardly see himself actually being cruel to Alec.

Watching Alec carefully, as touching him was more of an experiment at the moment, unsure of if it would help or if Alec would just find him weird and like he was opportunistic. Magnus briefly forgot hoe to breathe when he heard him speak, however. I need more though. He swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry, wondering if he hadn’t just fallen asleep on the couch and this was a dream. Very possible. Either way, he was going to do the same as he would in a dream. 

Loosely tugging his hair, he let go of it after a moment and skimmed his hand back down, his other raising to mirror the first as they both rested on Alec’s shoulders and slowly dragged down over his chest, having wanted to touch it for ages. His breathing was a little shallow as he focused on this, his eyes following his hands before he looked up into his face and hesitated the merest few seconds. After that, he leaned in and capture Alec’s lips in a heated kiss.

[thearcherlightwood]

Breaking Point || (M)alec

[thearcherlightwood]

The touches were innocent -  well with Magnus, Alec never knew just how innocent anything he did was - and they shouldn’t have affected Alec like they did. However, each time Alec felt Magnus make contact with his skin, his whole body seem to shiver and be on fire at the same time. Alec couldn’t even tell when Magnus stopped touching him because it felt like every single touch was permanently tattooed on his skin somehow.  

He took a deep breath and began to try to tell Magnus why he showed up at his doorstep, but nothing came out of his mouth. He took another deep breath and tried again, yet still no words were able to form. After a third try, with no results, Alec was tempted to just get up and leave right then and there because he could feel his embarrassment begin to overtake his desire. 

He knew if he left though, things would only get worse for him. He’s self-control was stretch way too thin, and it was going to snap at any moment. At least here with Magnus, he felt somewhat safe. He was the only other person on the mountain, aside from Izzy that is, that Alec felt he had connected with. Magnus was the only person that Alec trusted enough to even attempt help him out. “I can’t do it anymore…” Alec knew that wasn’t very helpful to Magnus to let him know what was wrong, so he tried again. “I need…” It was just so hard. Alec felt like he was exposing some kind of huge weakness if he actually said the words, but desperation was starting to sink in. “Help me.”

[mynameis-magnus]

Seeing Alec so speechless was making Magnus hesitant, worried about making any assumptions in case he made the wrong call that had the stressed young man running out of his room and never wanting to come back. He exhaled and wondered out he could coax something out of him, dropping his eyes for a minute before looking back up at his face. “I want to. Do you need to talk? Or is something else?” 

His dark eyes searched his face, his mind being rocketed to the last time he had been sitting by Alec, the experimental touches from the both of them, the perceived rejection that Magnus got which Alec quickly tried to make up for. “If there’s something you can’t do anymore, I want to help if I can,” He said in a low voice.

Though he was cautious, he raised his hand up and ghosted his fingertips over the strong jaw before his hand moved up and around, sliding into his mussed dark hair, twining his fingers into it, stroking. “Does this help at all?” His eyes were flicking between Alec’s, slowly over from one to the other.

[thearcherlightwood]

Breaking Point || (M)alec

[thearcherlightwood]

His old self - the one that was trained to keep himself in complete control at all times - was in complete conflict with his new, spontaneous self and was somewhat hoping that Magnus wouldn’t answer the door. If he didn’t, then he’d have time to gather himself together and pretend like this never happened. It would be tough to survive the rest of the week, but he knew that once he went into Magnus’ room, there was no going back. 

Once Magnus opened the door, Alec eyes immediately trailed over his body. It wasn’t fair that someone could look so good this late at night, and it made him very self-aware of just how little he, himself, was wearing. He hadn’t even had the presence of mind to grab a shirt or a pair of shoes, so he was just standing in the hall in a pair of old, ratty, black sweatpants and nothing else. 

Even after Magnus invited him in, Alec stood outside the door for a few seconds, still fighting his against his instinct to push any and all desires away until he finally gained the courage to take a few steps forward, entering the other Keeper’s room. He turned to face Magnus, not quite meeting his eyes as he ran a hand though the back of his head. He already knew his hair was a mess from tossing and turning in his bed, so he wasn’t too concerned about how it looked. Making his way to Magnus’ room was hard enough for him, but now that he was standing in front of the man, he didnt’ know what to say to him. “No, I’m fine… Well, not really… I don’t know.”  When you spent your whole life repressing any desires you had, it was practically impossible to know what to do when you finally decide to give in to them. Alec finally made eye contact with Magnus, and even though there was no single look that could convey exactly what he wanted, he knew his confusion was at least clear to see. 

[mynameis-magnus]

Though Magnus was determined to pay attention to the expression Alec had, his clear awkwardness, it was hard not to get a bit distracted by how little Alec had on. Surely he hadn’t been out like that, so that meant he went straight over to Magnus’s without bothering to put on clothes. Could be considered cruel, depending on what Alec had come there for. That part, Magnus hadn’t yet figured out.

At first, Magnus waited for Alec to reply, but it took a little bit to come, then when it did, it was muddled, indecisive. He furrowed his brow, looking over his face, and attempting to only look at his face in that moment. He saw his confusion and exhaled, straightened up. “Come. Sit down.” He took hold of Alec’s hand and led him over to his bed, if only because the couch was cluttered with costumes and random other accessories, having him sit on the edge of it. 

“What is it? What’s on your mind?” He passed a warm hand over Alec’s bicep, trying to be comforting though in part he felt guilty because of how much he enjoyed feeling the thick arm under his fingers. “You came to me, maybe I can help,” He suggested, taking a seat next to Alec’s and letting his leg brush against his while he turned toward him.

[thearcherlightwood]

Breaking Point || (M)alec

Alec had been going thought the motions for so long now he didn’t even know what day it was since they had all been just blending together lately. He had planned to cut back on work, but instead the complete opposite happened and somehow he found himself working seven days a week. Even if he was in denial about it, he knew exactly why he was throwing himself into his work. The more he escorted slaves up to the masters’ chambers, the more jealous he became of them. It wasn’t that he wanted to be forced to fulfill the whims of some psychopath, that wasn’t it at all, but the longer that Alec was on the Mountain, the more he desired just to be able to let it all go. He had tired to control everything around him, especially himself, for so long that he just wanted to hand the reins over to someone else if only for a small while. 

The more time he spent alone in his room, the more the desire grew, so he made sure to limit the amount of time that he was alone - and that meant working more and more. Alec was reaching his breaking point though and other people started to take notice. He’d been working for over a month straight when he was finally called to the Warden’s office. The other man was worried about him. He needed Alec to be in top form, and no one could be at their best if they worked themselves to the point of exhaustion so he order Alec to take a whole week off of work. Even though there was no room to argue, Alec still tried. He naturally lost his argument and was given strict rules to not even step foot into the Pits for the next seven days. 

He couldn’t even make it one night. Alec tossed and turned in his bed until he couldn’t handle it anymore. Knowing that he didn’t have a full day of work to keep his mind somewhat preoccupied was too much. Before he could properly think it over, he was out the door and heading to a somewhat familiar room. Alec knew he was taking a huge risk. Even with working almost all the time, he had still manage to keep in contact with Magnus albeit just casually. He tended to try to avoid spending too much time with the other Keeper, especially any time alone with him, because there was something about the other man that made it hard for Alec to maintain his self-control, which up until this point, he considered a bad thing. He knew that Magnus was most likely asleep since it was late at night, but Alec also knew that he could have a visitor or visiting someone else. It didn’t stop him from knocking on his door though. 

@mynameis-magnus

[mynameis-magnus]

Magnus had taken up a new job lately, one that was more about costuming, mending, sorting, and ordering more, since it seemed to be a growing trend to dress up slaves for the renter’s amusement, that and Magnus had found he was much better at arranging events for a club, not a sex slave mountain, which desired much different scenes. That, plus Magnus didn’t exactly enjoy the forced sex option made it harder for him to think up things that would suit, where the slaves wouldn’t necessarily enjoy themselves so much. So with the old job removed and this new one to take up his time and energy, he spent a lot more time with it, and by himself.

It was unsurprising that he was still awake at this hour, since he was frequently a night owl, especially with the loss of the sun to remind him of the passing hours. He had paused his work on a slave outfit to do the fun design he’d thought up on his own jacket instead, very much being self serving as he sat on his couch in a dark magenta robe thrown over some tight pants and equally tight black tank top. He was focused on the task at hand, with music playing quietly in the background, when he lifted his head up at the sound of the knock.

Taking the needle out from resting between his lips, he stuck it in a pin and got himself off the couch in a swift but calculated move before walking over to the door in some gray moccasins. Opening the door, his eyebrows rose when he saw who it was, not expecting any company, let alone a drop in from Alec. Not that he could say he minded, but the younger male looked a bit mussed. “Alec? Are you all right? Come in.” He stepped aside, tilting his head. 

[mynameis-magnus]

How About Now || M&D 6/10

[masterdamons-blog]

Biting his bottom lip, Damon grinned down at Magnus at his reply. He let his own hands drop to his side for a moment to let the Keeper do what he wanted to him. A sharp intake of air and a breathy chuckle followed as Magnus ran his hands down his body but didn’t move them where he could feel his need for the other man growing. When Magnus stepped closer to him, Damon couldn’t help but wrap his arms around him as he shivered at the feeling of those hands running up his back. But his eyes widened a little at the Keeper’s words and he couldn’t help but run his hands down to knead the flesh of his ass again. “You were so eager to come to my suite,” he murmured back and tilted his head to the side to give him more access to his skin. “But I would have worked a lot harder to get you into my bed because there’s something magnetic about you too.”

[mynameis-magnus]

He slid his own hands down again, staying close to Damon even as he refreshed his hands with more body wash before putting his hands back on him, stroking and cleaning Damon’s ass just to get his hands on him, humming from the kneading of the other man’s hands on him, while his own slowly migrated to the front, to carefully clean his cock and balls with slick, soapy hands. “Is that right? Well, I couldn’t help myself,” He nipped Damon’s jaw and kissed his neck, staying as close as he comfortably could while still moving his hands and arms. “Maybe sometime we’ll roleplay me being a little more harder to catch,” He teased quietly.

[mynameis-magnus]

How About Now || M&D 6/10

[mynameis-magnus]

The rapidity of Damon shaking his head after Magnus shared his concerns made him smile softly, his lips quirking up at the corners as he felt relief, and believed Damon when he told him that. He didn’t necessarily want to stop kissing Damon, but the Master had wanted a shower in the first place, and for conservation sake, or just so they didn’t run out of hot water, Magnus felt he might as well get him feeling nice and clean. He picked up Damon’s soap or body wash and got his hands coated and lathered with it before he slowly began to rub his hands all over Damon’s body, enjoying getting to touch him everywhere.

[masterdamons-blog]

Warmth spread throughout his body when he saw Magnus smile at him and his response. Licking his lips, he watched the Keeper pick up his body wash and lather his hands with it. His eyes became more hooded as he felt Magnus run his hands over his body, gliding over the skin with the help of the body wash. “Make sure that you don’t miss a spot,” Damon whispered teasingly, his fingers running over the other man’s shoulders. He really liked that they got to spend time like this with each other and his worries that had plagued him so much earlier had all but vanished by then. He’d just need to take a step back every now and then it seemed.

[mynameis-magnus]

The look that came over Damon’s features when Magnus started running his hands over his body would have been worth it alone, even if the Keeper didn’t just really want to touch him everywhere. “Oh, I won’t,” he grinned, rubbing his hands over the slope of Damon’s shoulders and onto his chest, running down slowly to the v muscle where his torso met his thigh then his hands diverted. He stepped in closer and slid his hands up onto his back, exhaling slowly as his reach made its way up to the Master’s shoulder blades. “There’s something about you. Something magnetic,” he murmured quietly, his head moving in so his lips could scrape themselves on the faintest stubble of Damon’s jaw. “I felt its pull right when I met you.”

[slavearia-montgomery]

Biscuit Biting || Magnus & Aria

[slavearia-montgomery]

“I don’t know if there’s any advice really to be given.. it just..” She sighed, biting her lip, her cheeks flushing, “Nothing feels more isolating than feeling like I can’t talk about it. It’s like that’s what he wanted. because I’m no good at talking about things that bother. Never have been.” She shook her head, pulling him down to lay on his side facing her, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull herself so they were cheek to cheek. He couldn’t see her face, she couldn’t see his. “I think he was trying to kill me, and I don’t understand. He had a knife and a whip and a cage.. and dog food. I’m not a dog. I don’t.. understand why anyone would do this..” She paused, “Do you want to know what he did? Or just how I feel about it?”

[mynameis-magnus]

“You can talk about it,” He assured her quietly, letting her draw him in. His eyes slipped shut when his cheek rest against hers, listening quietly as she spoke. Yes, he felt his stomach twist, anger rearing it’s ugly head inside of him as the desire to break Ezra’s head open on the rocks sounded tempting, but he was able to curb it. That wasn’t what she needed right now. “It’s good. That you don’t understand. I don’t think any sane or good person can fully understand a sociopath like that.” He exhaled and stroked his hand down her back. “Whatever you want, this is about you, for you.”

[slavearia-montgomery]

Biscuit Biting || Magnus & Aria

[slavearia-montgomery]

Aria rolled her eyes, not speaking more about it. She felt differently when she looked in the mirror, almost seeing the shell of herself sometimes, instead of her. But, she hoped that would fade, in time. She smirked, laughing at his fake accent, raising an eyebrow, “If you want to listen, then fine, get the blindfold. But.. you can definitely use your own accent.. otherwise, I doubt I could take you seriously.” She nudged him with her leg, poking him in the tummy, “But, you don’t have to. Really, I’m sure there are things you don’t want to hear, and I won’t make you listen. I’m sure worse has been done to people, but.. you know.”

[mynameis-magnus]

Magnus had already started to move to go get it when she said her second “but...” and he turned back to look at her, his eyes roaming over his face before he shook his head. “But not to you And you are important to me, so is your well-being, and that’s not just your physical well-being. So I want to listen, I want you to be able to get it off your chest without any fear, only the knowledge that someone cares about you very much and wants to listen if it’ll help. I don’t know that I’ll be able to give advice, but speaking about it might at least help.” He leaned back over, kissing her forehead and then her lips before he lifted his head to look at her once more. “Do you want a blindfold?

[mynameis-magnus]

How About Now || M&D 6/10

[masterdamons-blog]

Opening his eyes, Damon looked at Magnus and bit his lip as he focused on that smile. It took him a moment to figure out what the other man had been saying, but then he quickly shook his head. “I… I know that’s not all you care about,” he murmured softly before letting out a soft sigh as he felt Magnus’s finger on his nipple. Burying his hand in the Keeper’s hair, he hummed into the kiss and licked his lips when Magnus pulled back again. “I’d like that,” he told him and returned his smile. 

[mynameis-magnus]

The rapidity of Damon shaking his head after Magnus shared his concerns made him smile softly, his lips quirking up at the corners as he felt relief, and believed Damon when he told him that. He didn’t necessarily want to stop kissing Damon, but the Master had wanted a shower in the first place, and for conservation sake, or just so they didn’t run out of hot water, Magnus felt he might as well get him feeling nice and clean. He picked up Damon’s soap or body wash and got his hands coated and lathered with it before he slowly began to rub his hands all over Damon’s body, enjoying getting to touch him everywhere.

[mynameis-magnus]

FTF: (M)alec || 5/25

[thearcherlightwood]

Alec furrowed his brow at the talk of movies. “What even are spy movies? I think I need to make a list of all the different types of movies there are… What kind of movie would Charade be considered?” Alex relaxed a bit when he saw that his actions seemed to salvage things between them, and he couldn’t help to laugh lightly and nod his head when Magnus told him that being coy didn’t really work with him. “Yeah… I kind of figured that one out too late, but I’ll try to remember it for next time.” His breath hitched and his eyes closed when Magnus’s free hand touched his face. Alex leaned into the touch and forced himself to open his eyes to find Magnus’s gaze. “Promise.” It came out as barely a whisper, and he was lucky that Magnus was so close to him or he might of not even heard.

[mynameis-magnus]

Squinting in thought for a moment for how to describe them, he exhaled. “Uhm... it’s usually... espionage, double crossing, gadgets, getting in places that would be very hard to get in otherwise. Often with some bit of power play or twist happening. Charade is a murder mystery of the thriller genre.” Magnus was more than a little relieved that it hadn’t been as tense a situation as he had started to worry when Alec had tried being coy. “I’m not saying you should never try, just.. maybe wait until I feel like I can tell you’re not actually uncomfortable with me.” He smiled and felt his mouth go dry when Alec closed his eyes under his touch, unable to take his own eyes off of it. He knew Alec had no idea how good he looked, how the reactions he had were doing more to Magnus than even the younger man’s touch. He swallowed thickly, edging forward with that one little word, his fingers slowly and purposefully moving closer and brushing over Alec’s lips, which were as full and soft as they looked. “Alec,” He said his name quietly, an utterance more than a question, moving his fingers out of the way as he leaned in, his movements tentative as he closed the distance between them, closing his lips around one of Alec’s.

[mynameis-magnus]

FTF: (M)alec || 5/25

[thearcherlightwood]

Alec knew what he was talking about was somewhat depressing, but he hated seeing Magnus’s smile fade because of it. He had long since come to terms with everything he might of missed out by growing up where he did, and even though he might have felt a pang of loss every now and then, for the most part it didn’t bother him. “No need to be sorry. Just think of all the things I get to discover. Even if I won’t get to do hardly any of them, it’s still cool to learn about them.” He had meant to let Magnus know that perfectly find with everything that he was doing, but of course Alec somehow screwed it up. He was never good with words - or at least not when it came to talking about his feelings. He frowned when Magnus pulled his hand away, but then quickly found the courage to try to make things right again but reach out and grabbing Magnus’s hand, mimicking what the other man was doing to him by rubbing his thumb on the inside of wrist. “Sorry… I was trying to by coy, but I’m obviously not that good at it… If I do get uncomfortable with anything you do, I promise that I will just straight out tell you.” 

[mynameis-magnus]

“That’s true... there are a lot of things. I bet you haven’t been properly introduced to spy movies, even,” He murmured, the left side of his mouth quirking up, his eyes scanning Alec’s face. He found himself selfishly wanting to be someone who kept introducing Alec to things. And maybe that would be okay. Surely Alec would appreciate having an occasional movie buddy? At the least. Searching the other’s face when Alec quickly grabbed up Magnus’s own hand, his breath hitched and his skin on his arm erupted into goose bumps at the thumb stroking the sensitive skin on his wrist, his expression softening when Alec explained, slowly smiling. “It is hard to tell... coy works better if you’re normally a hard core flirt or sarcastic little asshole, I’ve found,” He teased him quietly before inhaling again and nodding.. “As long as you do promise.” Since he’d been so paranoid wondering if Alec would even tell him or just suffer silently, he made the conscious decision to believe him when he said he’d say something, and reached up with his other hand to cup Alec’s jaw, tracing the strong bone with his fingertips.

[mynameis-magnus]

FTF: (M)alec || 5/25

[thearcherlightwood]

It wasn’t the first time someone told Alec he was being too hard on himself, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last either. He was his own worst critic, always expecting the best out of himself, and that even included himself in hypothetical situations. He just shrugged his shoulders and tried to avoid responding to at least that part of the conversation. “No, it fine. At this point, I’m just kind of used to living though books, other people, and now movies. I know not to get my hopes up, so it doesn’t bother me too much any more. Although now that I think about it, I bet that’s probably the reason why our parents didn’t really let us watch TV shows or movies when we were younger. They knew we’d not only ask questions, but start dreaming of being able to do things like that, so I guess it was for the best that we were kind of kept in the dark.” Alec’s breath hitched when Mangus’s thumb trailed down his hand. It was such an innocent touch, but it was still more intimate than anything Alec had ever experienced. His eyes continued to watch the movement but still didn’t pull his hand away or do anything to let Magnus know that he wanted him to stop even if he remained rigid. “Um… yeah… I guess. I mean, I’m not totally uncomfortable…”

[mynameis-magnus]

Magnus felt some melancholy for Alec when he spoke about his parents him letting them watch a lot of TV or movies, feeling guilty about bringing up such topics, guilty about sharing the movies and books, but at the same time grateful he’d been able to bring something new to Alec’s life. Surely none of it could hurt too much, seeing as Alec wasn’t a child. He wouldn’t have to be asking why he couldn’t do this or why he couldn’t go see that. “I’m sorry,” He murmured. When Alec’s reply was he was not totally uncomfortable, Magnus’s expression contorted into confusion, doubt, stilling his touch. He had hoped for something more positive, and he wanted to take it as a sign that Alec hadn’t pulled away, but at the same time his words were getting under his skin too much. He withdrew his own hand, quickly shaking his head. “I- I apologize, I just thought I’d try-”

[mynameis-magnus]

How About Now || M&D 6/10

[masterdamons-blog]

Damon couldn’t help but groan at the feeling of Magnus’ touch and the way he was kissing him back. And his wandering hands were by now more instinct than anything else when it came to Magnus. He just wanted to feel the other man and their cocks rubbing against each other sent tiny shivers down his back. A soft whine left his lips and it took him a moment to open his eyes and look at Magnus. Pressing his forehead against the Keeper’s, he brushed his thumb over his cheek gently. “Of course it’s okay,” he whispered. “I… We don’t even have to do anything more than this. I just want to be close to you.”

[mynameis-magnus]

The whine Damon made when Magnus broke the kiss almost made him just want to dive back into it and forget what he was going to say, if he could just appease him, and only give him good feelings. Nodding at his words, he smile against. “All right. I just... I didn’t want you to think that- this was all I cared about: your body. Though it is... a gorgeous one,” He murmured, his hand moving up, to graze over Damon’s nipple the way that the Master had done to him just minutes ago, leaning back in to kiss him briefly before drawing his head back. “You want me to wash you?” He smiled slowly.

[mynameis-magnus]

FTF: (M)alec || 5/25

[thearcherlightwood]

Alec was fully invested in listening to Magnus talk about sky diving. He may have been not that interested in trains, but sky diving was a whole different thing. Although he might change his mind after actually seeing it in action. To think that people would willingly jump out of airplanes willingly was an insane concept to him, and it was very intriguing to Alec. He couldn’t help but to blush when Magnus said that he could probably persuade him into doing it, even though he disagreed. “I don’t know about that… Being able to persuade you that is since I’m not really good with words… But it would be cool to at least have the option to try it or not. I guess I could order a parachute thingy and just jump off the mountain, but I don’t think the Warden would be too happy if I did that…” Alec was absolutely not prepared for Magnus to hold his hand, so he just kind of froze for a bit but didn’t attempt to pull his hand away. Instead, he just looked down at where Magnus’s thumb was grazing over hand and was slightly mesmerized at the small movement and how it made him feel. Alec cleared his throat a few times before he was able to get out a few words. “N- no… I think you’re definitely better suited to do that…”   

[mynameis-magnus]

“You’re too hard on yourself, honestly. Your excitement about it is enough to make it jump off you and onto me. I’ll have to show you it in a movie or videos, see if it even looks half as good as you might be picturing. Or does that seem like it would be too painful a tease?” He licked his lips and let out a laugh when Alec talked about jumping off the mountain with a parachute. “That’s one idea.” After he’d taken Alec’s hand, he felt him still, but didn’t let it dissuade him. He had known Alec might tense up but he was thinking that just because he tensed didn’t mean he might not like it. After all, he wasn’t pulling his hand away? He slowly grazed his thumb over the line that surrounded the padded muscles underneath the thumb, then started to move his touch down over Alec’s wrist, his own hand sliding against his skin. “Does that mean-... am I making you feel comfortable now?” He questioned, lifting his dark lips up in order to look at his face.

[kaweeolivera]

[mynameis-magnus]

Me Too - Meghan Trainor