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Alec waves his hand at the door, using his magic to open it. His heart is in his throat, the scent of his alpha already invading his nose. Not that he would ever say that out loud. Alec assumed meeting his true mate would be the best day of his life. Instead he was met with a beautiful Shadowhunter who was more worried about flirting than being with Alec. He shakes the feeling away, preparing himself for whatever Magnus might need.
He looks up from his book as Magnus walks in. Alec’s heart jolts at the way Magnus always seems to fit right in within Alec’s space. His sandalwood scent equal parts excite and soothe Alec.
“Magnus,” he says, standing up straight. “What can I do for you?”
Magnus runs his hand over the side of his head, petting the short hairs there. His scent floods with nerves and it makes Alec’s inner alpha whine, wanting to fix whatever is wrong. “I hate to be a bother,” Magnus murmurs. “But I need your help with something.”
“What’s going on?”
Magnus pinches the bridge of his nose. “I seem to have gotten myself into a bit of a situation,” he murmurs through gritted teeth.
“You’ll need to be a little more specific if you want my help, Magnus.”
Magnus looks up. There’s something in his eyes that makes Alec stop and stare, something that tugs deep within his chest, maybe even to his very soul. “The Clave has mandated an arranged mating for me,” he says. Alec’s nose wrinkles without his permission as Magnus’ scent turns sour and smoky with his distress.
Alec sets his book down, running his finger over the cover. “I see,” he murmurs.
“No,” Magnus says firmly. “I don’t think you do, Alexander. Because even though they’re insisting, I’m going to refuse. I don’t care what they say.”
Alec shakes his head. “Don’t say that, Magnus. Don’t throw everything--”
Magnus cuts him off. “Not everything. You are my everything.” Alec’s eyes snap up. “I know we’ve been circling around this for awhile. But I know. I fucking know we’re true mates. I was waiting until you were ready but now I unfortunately don’t have that luxury.”
“But you never said anything?”
Magnus is the one to look away this time. He taps his thumb against his bottom lip. “You were a warlock stuck with a Shadowhunter. I assumed it would take you time to accept it with our people’s history. I was trying to give you breathing room.”
“I didn’t want breathing room, Magnus.”
“Then what do you want?”
Instead of answering, Alec strides over to Magnus, grabbing him by the front of his shirt and kissing him. Something inside Alec’s chest unclenches as their lips meet, like an empty slot inside his heart finally filling with Magnus. Their scents mix and mingle right along with their tongues. When Alec pulls back he looks down into Magnus’ eyes. “I just want you, alpha.”
To Alec’s delight, Magnus eyes shift to bright red and Alec can feel his own shine with omega gold. The tiniest growl vibrates Magnus’ chest as his hands find Alec’s hips. Alec tips his head to the side, exposing his vulnerable throat, whimpering as Magnus’ runs his nose over it. “I want you. But I want you to be sure,” Magnus whispers. “Because once I start, I won’t be able to stop, Alec. I want to claim you. Please, can I?”
“Yes,” Alec gets out, the word clawed from his throat. He’s never wanted anything more. With only a thought, Alec uses his magic to leave them both naked.
“That’s handy,” he murmurs, walking backwards towards the couch. Alec shoves him down before crawling into Magnus’ lap. He’s already wet, just from Magnus touching him and kissing him, knowing what they’re about to do. He’s ready, more than ready.
Alec leans down in order to kiss his alpha again. He’s not sure the novelty of being allowed to kiss Magnus will ever wear off, at least he hopes it doesn’t. The taste of Magnus is so delicious it makes Alec’s mind foggy. At the same time, he reaches behind himself, lining Magnus’ cock up with his hole before slowly sliding down.
“By the Angels,” Magnus grits out, letting his head fall back against the couch. Alec uses that to his advantage, leaving his marks against Magnus’ throat. He takes his time, running his tongue over Magnus’ flexibility rune, wanting it to be read from his mouth and his stubble. He wants to mark up his alpha, show the world that they’re together, that they’re mates.
“The Clave can’t fucking have you,” Alec growls out, his hips fucking up and down on Magnus’ dick. “You’re mine.”
Magnus’ hands tighten around Alec’s hips, his fingers digging in so hard that it mixes a little bit of pain with the pleasure. “Yours,” Magnus agrees, moaning as Alec speeds up. The base of Magnus’ cock is filling with blood, his knot starting to tug on Alec’s rim. Something inside Alec snaps and he’s compelled to have Magnus’ knot inside him, locking them together. He needs it like he needs air or needs his magic.
“Fuck,” Alec cries out as Magnus hand wraps around his cock, the coolness of his rings such a stark contrast to how fucking hot Alec is becoming. “Fuck. Knot me, alpha. Bite me. Need it.”
“I’ve got you,” Magnus says, his voice so soft compared to the rough way Alec is riding him. It only takes another moment before Magnus’ knot if popping fully, locking them together. Alec cries out as he’s filled full, fuller than he’s ever felt before. It’s so good, exactly what he needed.
Magnus’ mouth licks across the meat of Alec’s shoulder before he’s biting down. Alec’s vision whites out as he comes, Magnus’ name on his lips. He slumps in Magnus’ arms as the mating bond begins to form. There’s a tether holding them together, recognizing them as alpha and omega. Alec moves his mouth over Magnus’ throat and shoulder until he finds the perfect spot. He opens wide, getting his teeth on Magnus’ skin before biting, the hot feel of Magnus’ blood hits his tongue and makes him come a second time.
Afterwards, as the bond sings through them, linking together, Alec sighs feeling content and whole. “I love you,” he says, his voice hoarse from their love making. “I love you so much, Magnus. Thanks for not mating someone else.”
Magnus snorts. “There was only ever you, sweetheart.” His hand cups Alec’s cheek. “I love you, my omega. Thanks for waiting for me.”
“I only waited a couple hundred. No big deal.”
Alec can feel his heat coming on and he knows there’ll be hell to pay with the Clave. But for now, Alec buries his face against Magnus’ throat, as a soft purr fills the room.
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