FromâŠ..LOST BOOK OF THE WHITE. Really. Weâre jumping ahead for fun. Our boys steal some time alone with the baby in the next roomâŠ.
Now Magnus watched Alec walk toward their bed, safe and home and well-beloved, and he felt the last of the tension slip from his body. He could sleep again, he thought. It had been a while since they slept in their bed together, at the same time. Too long. He rolled his shoulders, sighing, and Alecâs eyes followed the movement.
âIâm not tired,â claimed Alec, clearly lying. âAre you tired? Or would you want toâstay awake?â
Oh. It had been a while for a few things.
Magnus leaned in across the bed and lied, his voice soft and delighted: âIâm not tired.â
Alec was already leaning in to him, his lean warriorâs body stretched out on the bed and curving toward Magnus. They met halfway, the kiss moonlight soft at first. Magnus was smiling. Alecâs warm mouth curved, after a moment, into an answering smile. Moonlight changed to starlight, a feeling like points of brightness coming to shining life all through Magnusâs body.
Magnus separated reluctantly from Alec to help Alec slide off his worn T-shirt. Magnus dropped the T-shirt by the side of the bed, and began to draw his own rings from his fingers.
âHey,â Alec murmured, eyes shining in the low light, voice husky. âLeave them on.â
It had been much too long.
âAll right,â Magnus whispered back. âAnything you want.â
âAnything?â said Alec.
Magnus reached out and stroked the angelic rune traced against of Alecâs throat, and felt Alec swallow under the light pressure of Magnusâs fingers and the metal of his rings. Then Magnus clasped the nape of Alecâs neck and drew him in for another kiss. His free hand glided up the arch of Alecâs back, rings stuttering along his spine. His palm slid up to his shoulderblades, mapping the well-known and always wonderful stretch of soft skin and scars.
Alec broke the kiss with a gasp, and leaned his head down on Magnusâs shoulder, tucking his face into Magnusâs neck for a moment. He slid the robe off Magnusâs shoulders, and as the silk slid away he kissed the bared brown skin. The press of his mouth was tender as well as passionate, every move of Alecâs always so utterly sincere.
âAnything,â said Magnus, and meant it with all his heart. âWhat do you want?â
âEverything,â Alec mumbled. âYou.â
â âEverythingâ and âmeâ are not the same thing,â Magnus murmured.
âThey are to me,â said Alec.
He kissed him again, kissed away the startled look Magnus knew he was wearing, still caught off guard by Alec Lightwood, still wondering if this could possibly be for him. This kiss went as deep as the first one tonight had been soft, and as they kissed Alec tumbled back on the silk pillows and pulled Magnus down against him.
Magnus nuzzled the rune on the side of Alecâs neck, then kissed the hollow at the base of his throat, and felt the shiver run through Alecâs body beneath him.
Then a scream broke the air.
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