A little sneak peek of the next chapter of #BiteMeFic
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Alec carried Magnus into their bedroom, bridal style, almost knocking the door from its hinges in his haste to get to the bed. Now that the worry of Simon’s mission was behind them, they could pursue more interesting activities. Like getting Magnus naked.
Magnus’ cast the silencing spell on the room with an almost negligible wave of his hand before his hands slid into Alec’s hair. He claimed Alec’s mouth, grinning against the soft, plump lips when Alec stopped dead in the middle of the room to kiss him right back.
Alec used his strength to reposition Magnus in his arms, his tongue sliding into Magnus’ mouth when Magnus gasped at the move. Letting Magnus settle on his hips -Magnus’ legs wrapped around his waist- he invaded Magnus’ mouth like a starving man, groaning into the kiss when Magnus’ fingers ran through his hair a little more roughly.
“You don’t know how much I want you to pull my hair right now,” Alec growled, his voice gravelling out, just from the thought of Magnus’ fingers twining into his hair and tugging. It was something that always got him in the mood, something that he missed desperately.
Magnus didn’t pull Alec’s hair, as much as he knew Alec loved it. He wasn’t that far gone. Yet. Alec’s hands, sliding up his thighs to squeeze his ass was getting him there though. Rolling his hips slightly, he pushed into Alec’s hands, a small moan building in his throat.
The movement had the added benefit of getting some friction on Magnus’ denim bound cock against Alec’s rock hard stomach. The friction drew out his moan, only making him dive deeper into Alec’s mouth, wanting every part of his husband.
Alec dropped Magnus slightly lower, bucking his hips to grind against Magnus’ cock, his husband now sitting at the right height to get some friction of his own dick. He gripped Magnus’ ass harder when Magnus pulled back to trail kisses along his jaw.
Magnus nosed Alec’s head up, breathing hard, to press a sucking open-mouthed kiss under the sharp line of Alec’s jaw. Following the sounds of Alec’s heavier breathing, he continued the path, licking the shape of Alec’s old deflect rune into the skin of Alec’s neck. It might not be present on his husband's skin any more but he remembered the precise placement of the rune. He had kissed it often enough.
Alec let Magnus slide to the ground, unable to hold Magnus up anymore. It had nothing to do with his strength and everything to do with how Magnus could take him apart with a flick of his tongue. Finding the buckle of Magnus’ belt, he quickly undid it along with the button and zipper of Magnus’ jeans, loosening the tight material.
Magnus would have whined when Alec didn’t go right for his dick - if Alec’s hands hadn’t slid into the back of his jeans instead. The whine that had been building turned to a husky moan when Alec’s large hands cupped his ass.
“I wonder if you could cum just like this, Alexander?” Magnus grated out, flexing his hips forward for more friction. He used his natural dance ability to rock his hips, grinding against Alec’s rock hard dick in a steady rhythm, grinning when Alec’s eyes screwed up, his husband’s lips parted slightly, Alec panting from the movement.
“Maybe. I’m not the only one who’s fully hard though, am I?” Alec asked, licking his dry lips for some moisture as he slid his hand around in Magnus’ pants to cup his dick instead. Magnus’ tone was far too smug for his liking. It was his turn to smirk when the grin slid from Magnus’ face.
Alec curled his fingers around the length of Magnus’ dick, watching Magnus’ eyelids flutter with each small twist of his hand in the limited space of Magnus’ pants. It was his favourite look on his husband, the look of absolute pleasure, Magnus’ eyes tightening at the corners, small lines radiating from them. Unable to stop himself he pressed a lingering kiss to Magnus’ parted lips.
Magnus had to grab onto Alec’s arm to steady himself, fucking into Alec’s hand with jerky movements. “Not enough room…” he started to mutter until Alec started tugging his pants down with his free hand, continuing to jerk him with twisting strokes.
Alec went to town on Magnus’ neck, scraping his teeth across Magnus’ skin as Magnus fucked into his hand. He managed to get his husband’s pants down as far as Magnus’ mid-thigh before giving up on the tight material. Thankfully, Magnus did his magic thing.
Magnus snapped his fingers, removing every stitch of clothing they were both wearing. Skin contact was always much more preferable to the material that blocked his skin from Alec’s.
“Cum for me,” Alec breathed in Magnus’ ear when Magnus started fucking into his hand again. Keeping his hand still, he gripped Magnus’ ass with his free hand, helping direct Magnus’ movements.
Magnus could barely draw a breath, his grip on Alec’s upper arm tightening once more, his left hand sliding into the hair at the nape of Alec’s neck, holding on for dear life. Alec’s breath, ghosting over his collarbone between each searing, sucking kiss on his neck made his knees weak and his orgasm creep closer. He could feel it building, his balls heavy with his impending release.
“You’re so fucking hot. Cum for me, Magnus,” Alec said into the skin of Magnus’ neck, listening to Magnus’ stuttering breath and thudding heartbeat. His control was sorely tested when his fangs snapped out, insanely turned on by the small, panting noises that Magnus was unable to control.
Magnus let out a breathless, shuddering moan when his balls drew up, cumming into Alec’s hand and all over his husband’s abdomen. The lips and the soft drag of fangs on his neck, breath floating over his skin, the slight command in Alec’s voice had all been too much. Not to mention the perfect grip on his dick.
Magnus pressed his forehead to Alec’s temple, trying to get his breath back, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Alec didn’t even have the decency to let go of his dick, pumping his shaft a few more times to draw another breathless moan from him.
Alec let go of Magnus’ dick when he felt Magnus start to shake, pressing himself closer so that Magnus could feel the wet patch of cum that dripped down his hip and on his cock.
“Look what you made me do,” Magnus mumbled, chuckling when Alec started laughing. The shake of Alec’s body against his own did nothing to diminish how hard he still was. Still as hard as before he had shot his load. “This will come in handy,” he grinned against Alec’s cheek, taking Alec’s solid dick in hand, using the cum to slide his fingers up and down his husband’s length.
