It made something inside of Magnus jump to hear Alec making promises about the future, even such minor ones. The topic was one that they avoided most of the time, focusing on days and weeks rather than years or decades. Not only was it hard to know how much time they had left, given Alec's line of work, but also because of the obvious issue of mortality. But it was far from a subject Magnus wanted to be thinking about, and so he locked it away like so many other things he was happier to ignore than face.
Body tight against Alec's, he ran his hands over his arms and back without need to worry about smearing the glitter he'd so carefully applied. "I bet they're one of many who would," he teased back, nipping at Alec's lower lip. It was amazing what a couple inches of heel could do for the angle of their kisses and the way their bodies pressed together. Magnus would never find a more perfect fit than Alec, regardless of shoes. "No wonder you like it when I'm in your lap," he replied with a wink.
His steps faltered and he ended up leaning more of his weight on Alec than intended. "Would you?" he asked, voice strained. Having sex in a dark club was one thing, where people could see but were more likely to be covert about it, compared to the idea of them together in a brightly light venue. It made his stomach flip, and he squeezed Alec's side tightly. "They have public rooms here," he said before thinking about it, biting his tongue a moment later when Alec reminded him of their plans for that night. Sucking in a breath to calm himself, he nuzzled his face against Alec's neck and kissed the golden rune there. "I saw some beautiful restraints, but we've never really gone toy shopping together. I don't know what you'd like."
Mortality was a subject that had been coming to mind more often. The details of their conversations about it was hazy, but Alec knew that they'd had an important one. He remembered their promise to each other. They'd live their lives without considering the differences between Alec saying 'forever' and what it meant for Magnus. Occasionally, he slipped but he always thought apologizing would make things worse, make immortality a dangerous subject that could harm them both. And no matter how careful Alec wanted to be, sometimes 'never' and 'forever' were the only words that fit.
Briefly, he wished they were alone, or at least somewhere that wasn't so crowded. Their talks about public displays really hadn't included the type of crowds that were at the expo. "You are beautiful. Especially with the body paint." Without realizing what he'd done, his hand slipped down to cup Magnus' ass, keeping him close while his husband made a decision on the merits of footwear... of just the merits of various ways that they could be together. "Why wouldn't I like having you on my lap? Every time you slide on top of me I can barely believe you're mine."
Mine. That wasn't right, was it? Would Magnus be offended even if Alec hadn't meant it in a harmful way. Being shirtless, kissing his husband enthusiastically in front of others, looking at toys that he wasn't completely sure of the uses of... none of that had caused him to blush but one word caused him to blush as bright as Magnus' favorite sheets. "I - uh - sorry."
Hoping that he hadn't ruined their time at the expo, he tried to deflect Magnus from that mistake. "It depends on what's going on in the room. I don't want to be part of something that isn't us focused on each other or something that would make us uncomfortable." He wasn't quite sure of it yet but depending on the situation...
The club was something easier to consider and agree too. It was something they'd talked about often enough and had almost done before.
Humming softly when Magnus kissed the Deflect on his neck, he tipped his head so that his husband could keep exploring that spot. "If you like them, then we should look at them. I don't have a problem with bondage." Considering Magnus' question, he had a vague idea that they'd tried different things before during their trip around the world, but he wasn't certain of the details. "I'm not sure what I liked other than the things we've talked about. We could look around and see what we want to try."
Magnus gasped at the squeeze to his ass, lips curling up at the edges in obvious amusement. Perhaps it was the change in his height, or the public setting, or a combination of factors he wasn't aware of, but Alec was definitely being handsy in a very interesting way. He was about to comment on it when Alec spoke, and he always hated to interrupt his husband when his words were so precious. Magnus didn't even have time to express his gratitude at the compliment before the possessive nature of Alec's words settled into his skin and made him shudder. Pressed so close to Alec, he could almost imagine feeling the heat of his blush as it covered him in a way that reminded Magnus of when he'd first tried seducing him. "Sorry for what?" he asked, voice soft as he tried to coax a reply. "I am yours, Alexander, your lover and your husband and your karissima. I set you as a seal upon my heart and my arm, and I proudly wear your ring."
It was strange to see him so distracted by the slip, but then again Magnus had never expressly called Alec 'his' before, either. Perhaps it was a sentiment they both shared and yet had never put it into words; they belonged to each other, heart and body and soul, but saying so bordered on a level of possession that they hadn't explored yet. Allowing him to change the subject, if that was what he really needed, Magnus hummed and gripped Alec's side a little more firmly. "True, I'm not interested in sharing you in any way other than with an audience." And so they would stick to their plan of exploring public sex in a club where they could easily imagine they were in their own little world rather than performing on some stage.
Chuckling against his neck, Magnus nipped at his ear lobe before pushing his hand against the small of Alec's back to guide him towards a vendor with fine leather items for sale. "I know you don't, darling, and neither do I." And even though he wasn't surprised to hear that Alec was comfortable with bondage, Magnus couldn't strongly recall a conversation when that information had been shared. It was strange to think he could know so much about Alec without remembering how or when he learned said information. "We have all day, and I'd love to see your opinion on sex toys," he said with a smirk.
Alec really wasn't sure why he was more open now with his affections for Magnus. Maybe having his memory stripped away had taken away his inhibitions. He hadn't remembered the harsh rules that dictated his life since birth or his fears about being punished for who he might love. There'd been no reason not to give Magnus a kiss while they enjoyed a cup of tea and poetry or to worry if someone saw them holding hands. Even here, there was no Clave to punish them, no danger to either one of them if they indulged in PDA.
Especially not here, where they were encouraged to cross the line of what was considered socially acceptable. They could indulge in every whim or fantasy that they had discussed... and accidentally indulge in some that hadn't been discussed.
Trying not to be nervous as he waited to see how Magnus reacted, the shudder and the way Magnus fit against him nearly distracted him from his apology. Suddenly the crowd was forgotten as Alec realized Magnus had liked being called 'his'. "You will always be a seal upon my heart and part of my soul." Cupping Magnus' jaw, he brushed his thumb along his cheek. "I wasn't sure if you'd want me to say that you're mine. Sometimes it's meant in negative ways." Tipping his head, he kissed Magnus, softer than before, affection more than desire. "I wanted it to mean love, anything creepy."
Nodding in agreement to the decision not to explore the more public venues for the expo, he started thinking about other ways they could explore their exhibitionist tendencies. If he found the right spot... He'd have to keep an eye out for someplace that would work for the plan that he was starting to consider.
Shivering as his husband teased his ear, arched an eyebrow at Magnus when he noticed the type of display they were moving toward. "You know I'll wear something other than leather," he teased. Actually, he'd wear almost anything that Magnus asked him to. His husband knew his preferences well enough to make sure that anything he chose wouldn't make Alec miserable.
Their conversations about kink were another one of those things that Alec instinctively knew but wasn't sure how he knew it. If he thought too much about it, he'd start to worry and ruin their day to themselves. Mentally shrugging off the strangeness, he momentarily didn't have an answer related to sex toys. "I don't know?" It was more of a question because he couldn't remember what conversations they'd had or if they'd even really had one before. "Some of the things I've seen so far... I'm not sure what they're for." Which was slightly embarrassing to admit but Magnus knew that his experience had been nonexistent before they started dating.
Perhaps it was a combination of their memories being tampered with as well as the distance that they had put between themselves and New York. The Clave didn't operate out of one single city, of course, and the Shadow World could have easily extended to Wayward Pines. And yet, it hadn't, though there had been other supernatural beings living there. They later found out why they hadn't had any issues from Downworlders or Shadowhunters, but it just further proved that they could be themselves without the weight of societal expectations and prejudices on their shoulders.
Leaning more heavily against Alec, knowing that he could handle the weight, Magnus turned to catch his thumb with a kiss as it ghosted across the side of his face. He felt so at peace like this, held in Alec's arms with their hearts beating together where they were pressed chest to chest. Easily lifting his chin, he met the kiss halfway and smiled against Alec's lips. No matter how often Alec claimed to be bad with words, the things he said made Magnus' heart soar. "I know, Alexander, and that's why I like hearing it when it comes from you. You don't possess me, just," he turned his hand through the air, searching for the word that would fit his thoughts, "Value me as your partner."
Unaware of Alec's plans, he laughed at the comment about leather. "Yes, I know, but it's so much softer than chains," he pointed out, not bothering to keep his voice down since they were surrounded by like-minded patrons. "But, if you'd like to branch out a little, silk rope can be comfortable as well." Pausing for a moment, he turned and looked up at Alec with his head cocked to one side much like the cat he sometimes appeared to be. "Then again, if I'm being the one tied up, perhaps I should choose?"
He smiled at Alec, not a condescending look but one of understanding and fondness. Sometimes, especially when they were alone together, Magnus forgot how little experience Alec had because their relationship was relatively simple and without issue. "You're welcome to ask, darling, and I'd be happy to give you an explanation or some graphic examples," he said, both teasing and trying to help.
It amazed him how well they fit together, each knowing how the other would move or that the other would be there without even having to look. Sometimes it reminded him of runes and soulmates, but they didn't need a mark to bind them together. They didn't need magic to be so in tune with each other. It was like something out of those silly, Mundie books that he'd found in Izzy's room. Those books were part of the reason why he worried about the 'mine', afraid he'd seem like one of the dangerous characters in those stories instead of someone devoted to Magnus' happiness. Returning the kiss, he wondered if he might end up with that kink his husband had been teasing him about. They did make kissing easier and Magnus seemed even more willing to kiss him while wearing them.
Relieved that Magnus found a way to articulate what Alec had struggled with, he smiled in relief. Magnus understood and liked the idea of being his. "Even before you married me, you were my partner. My equal." A role that he knew few Shadowhunters had ever offered Magnus. Pausing, he blushed faintly, realizing that his words weren't completely true. He hadn't thought Magnus would see him as an equal but decided to tell his husband that later. Placing his hand over the design he'd traced on Magnus' chest, he smiled softly. "I am yours and you're mine."
Considering the idea of restraints, he went with instinct since he wasn't certain of what they'd discussed before. Before he could speak, some terrifying darkness caught his thoughts, grief stealing his breath before it left just as quickly. Blinking away whatever it was, he suppressed a shudder. "No chains," he said softly, hoping that Magnus hadn't seen his reaction. "They - uh wouldn't look good on you and I think that they're in the definite no category." Magnus said that he could say no to anything without it disappointing him. "Leather or silk."
His anxiety vanished when Magnus looked at him. Smiling at how catlike his husband looked, he almost said something about it but wasn't sure if Magnus would appreciate the compliment even if it was heartfelt. "Was it silk they were using in that bondage exhibit we saw? I don't know how to tie something that elaborate but it was pretty." The last of the horror he half-remembered disappeared when he imagined what Magnus would look like bound with soft, brightly colored rope. "You'd look beautiful like that, Karissima."
Relieved that the worst Magnus did was tease him with suggestions over his lack of knowledge, Alec stole a kiss before they reached the leather display. "And I'm sure you'd be happy to give me a demonstration to make sure I understand all the important details."
There were times when Magnus felt as though he'd never stop smiling, and this was yet another of those occasions. Alec was so skilled in making him feel happy and relaxed, basking in the warmth of the other's love for him. It was so easy to forget about everyone and everything outside of themselves when they were like this, wrapped up in a moment together. "Yes, even before then, when you were a quiet young Shadowhunter willing to help a warlock despite your kind's prejudice against me." It had been those flashes of kindness and compassion that had made Magnus fall in love with Alec beyond his beauty, glimpses at his personality and morality that had made him the first Shadowhunter to treat Magnus as an equal and in turn earn equal treatment from the high warlock. "And now we're two men in love, and you don't have to be shy to say we belong to and with each other."
Though Alec tried to suppress it, Magnus could feel the tension in his body that gave away something bothering him. Tightening his arm around him, hoping to provide some comfort, he cupped a hand against his neck in an effort to draw him out of his thoughts. "No chains," he echoed, kissing him softly. "They're a firm no for me as well. They're too..." He let the sentence fade, confident that he didn't need to put into words the harsh weight and uncomfortable connotation that came with using chains to restrain someone.
Nodding as he allowed Alec to draw the topic to something else, he reached for a coil of silk rope that was sitting on one of the display tables to be felt and otherwise inspected. "I'm sure you could learn," he said, smirking at the thought of obediently holding a pose while Alec carefully and methodically tied him up with beautiful designs. "You're a quick study, Alexander, and it would be a good chance for me to practice patience." Shivering with pleasure at the compliment as well as the pet name, he ran the rope through his hands and then offered it to Alec to feel. "We could get a variety of colors, and I'm sure there are instruction manuals for sale somewhere here."
He thought about all the ways he might demonstrate a variety of toys and suppressed a moan by biting on his lower lip. "I want you to point out anything that interests you," he decided aloud, looking to Alec in hopes he might agree. "As long as it isn't something I'm opposed to, we'll buy it and I'll teach you how to use them all later."
There was something odd about what Magnus had said. Helping Magnus... Hadn't it been Magnus who had helped him? Alec remembered the Infirmary, the High Warlock of Brooklyn at his bedside, looking more beautiful than Alec had thought possible. But there was another memory, one with Magnus' chilled hand in his, the two of them huddled together as power flowed from him to Magnus. Alec almost asked, but pushed his questions aside in favor of stealing another kiss, smiling when Magnus said that he did see him as an equal. He knew that Magnus felt that way. They'd fought together during the wars, lived together in the Loft so comfortably that Izzy had snarked over them acting like they were married after only dating for a few weeks. Every sign of it was there, but there was some small part of him that worried and doubted until Magnus said those words. "Then I won't be. I love you. Every day I'm amazed that you decided I was the cute one."
He was the one that Magnus wanted. They were equals. Alec had proven that on the missions to stop Jonathan. And he was gone; there was no reason for Alec's fear. Sighing against Magnus' lips, he letting the last of the darkness slip away. Whatever it was didn't need to be investigated today when Magnus was safe, kissing him as if nothing terrible had happened to them in the past. "I know," he whispered, hoping that Magnus didn't have the same fractured thoughts he did. No one else remembered what happened to Max. Maybe no one else would remember whatever was lurking in Alec's mind.
Refusing to let it surface and ruin their day together, Alec focused on the rope instead, resting his chin lightly on Magnus' shoulder as they looked over the rope. The colors were brighter than he expected. They'd be vivid against his skin, making patterns against his runes and scars that would fascinate Magnus. He almost began to blush as he imagined Magnus watching him, eyes shimmering gold while Alec was bound, unable to kiss or touch his husband while Magnus could do whatever he wanted to him.
"We could both learn patience. I want you to do that to me." Taking the soft silk from his husband, Alec's gaze didn't move from Magnus' as he carefully let it slide between his fingers. Smooth and cool, reminding Alec of the display that had fascinated him and the scarves that had been important in a few of his favorite fantasies. Magnus had to know what he was imagining. Wrapping a length of it around his wrist, he considered how well it'd work for some of those other desires they'd discussed. "With a little magic, it'd be strong enough to hold me down. You could tie me to the bed, do whatever you wanted all night until I can't remember anything except your name."
Slowly untangling himself, he considered the colors that would look best for them both. "Gold." Magnus was probably going to get tired of Alec's slight fixation with the gold but for years he'd never thought he'd be able to wear it with the meaning Nephilim gave the color. "And purple. Not sure what other colors would look good." Pausing, he had to fight back a smile, assuming the vendor wouldn't be pleased if Alec laughed in front of his wares. "Do they really have instruction manuals for bondage?" It made him think of those bright yellow books he'd seen in bookstores that promised to explain everything someone might want to know about a specific subject.
The carefully suppressed laughter turned to something hotter when Magnus bit his lip. Breath hitching slightly, Alec told himself that he shouldn't kiss Magnus or pull him close so he could feel any reaction his husband might have as they discussed toys and whatever desires came to mind. Instead, he lets his hands rest on Magnus' hips, keeping him close but not being as obvious as he wanted to be. "I will if you promise to do the same. I know that there has to be things you want to do with me that you haven't told me yet."
Though Magnus could tell that something was bothering Alec, he was in the dark about what exactly it was. He was concerned for his husband, and not just because he wanted to ease the tension from his shoulders. When something bothered Alec, it was almost always for good reason. He was observant and intelligent, and he very rarely allowed emotions to get the better of him unless a problem involved his family. Knowing this in the back of his mind would make Magnus ill at ease as well, wondering what it might be that he was missing. There had been problems of their memories failing to match up before, and for a moment he wondered if this was yet another case of misaligned pasts. But this was neither the time nor the place to bring it up, and it kept fading away from Alec's mind almost as quickly as it would come. For now, he'd hope that it could say away until they were truly alone, not just floating along in their own little bubble amidst the rest of the world.
Chuckling at the soft words, Magnus kissed him yet again. He was beginning to lose track of what number this was, so caught up in the thrill of being able to kiss Alec in public. "I love you too, but I didn't decide you were the cute one. You were cute before I came along," he pointed out with a grin that showed off his sharp incisors. Alec seemed content to focus on the items in front of them for now, and so Magnus followed his lead by turning his attention back to the rope. The thought of Alec, pale skin and black runes covered in the delicate but strong rope, made Magnus hum happily. It would teach them both patience, especially when it came to touching one another which was becoming increasingly difficult to deny themselves. Watching the rope wind around Alec's wrist, Magnus ran his fingers over the silk without touching Alec's skin. Even before Alec mentioned using magic, Magnus was already set on the idea of tying him up just from how beautiful the rope looked around his wrist. "It would be difficult to deny you for so long, my love, but that sounds like an incredible night. I can already picture you spread out on silk sheets."
He should have expected that gold would be Alec's choice, and he just smiles as he asks the vendor for a few lengths of it. Magnus would never deny Alec his desire to wear gold as a symbol of marriage, something that he hadn't thought he'd get to experience. There were other things that Magnus couldn't give him as a warlock, and so a plethora of golden items was the least he could give the love of his life. "Blue for you, it looks wonderful with your coloring," he said as he added a rich violet and deep cobalt to their order. Rather than carry it around the rest of the day, Magnus arranged to have it sent to his apartment—Jace would have to deal with a little embarrassment if he was present for the delivery. Looking up at Alec, catching the amusement in his eyes, Magnus grinned as well. "Of course! BDSM for Dummies is a thrilling read, I love the chapter on kinbaku."
Watching Alec's pupils dilate from so close made Magnus shiver to think at what might be passing through his mind. Though they were both aware that this was likely to happen, being in the midst of the exhibition that displayed and supported a variety of sexual acts was obviously having an effect on them both. "Oh trust me, Alexander, I will let you know of every bit of inspiration I see. Then again, maybe a few of them will be kept as surprised for you later," he said, already having a clear plan in his mind for when they visited one of the many adult lounges that had popped up throughout the city.
He almost scoffed at being the 'cute one'. Few people would have even noticed him next to Izzy and Jace. They were the ones that seemed to illuminate a room, causing everyone turn to look at them while Alec was in the shadows. Alec was always surrounded by bright, alluring people and had accepted that he wouldn't be noticed while standing beside his siblings. But it had been Alec that had somehow caught Magnus' interest. He'd been the one Magnus wanted to return to the Loft, disappointed when it'd been Jace on his doorstep instead.
"You're the only one who thought that I was cute and I couldn't even think of words for how hot you were when we met." He still had trouble finding the right descriptions for how sexy and beautiful Magnus was. Especially when Magnus was showing teasing glimpses of his marks. If they were alone... Realizing that he was staring at Magnus, thinking of how the points of his teeth would feel against his neck, Alec swallowed hard, trying to focus on the rope instead of his husband.
Until Magnus suggested one of Alec's fantasies. Slipping the rope around Magnus' wrist and his own, he used it to gently pull him closer so he could whisper in his husband's ear. "You wouldn't have to deny me. You could see how far we can go with my stamina rune. Tie me up, have me begging you to do whatever you want to me, coming over and over for you. Because of you." He tried to keep his voice steady while describing one of the fantasies he'd imagined before but had been too shy to tell Magnus about since that particular kink had usually involved expensive pieces of Magnus' wardrobe. Or completely ruining their silk sheets.
Smiling at Magnus' color choices, he wrapped his arms around his husband's waist, pressing close enough that Magnus would feel how interested he was in their shared desires. "Isn't that one a little to beginning level for you?" Alec rarely asked about certain aspects of Magnus' past, afraid that he'd trigger the jealousy that had hurt them before, but sometimes years' worth of experience had its perks. "Is kinbaku the elaborate binding that made patterns?" It sounded vaguely familiar but he wasn't sure if that was what Magnus had referred to.
Feeling Magnus shiver, he wanted to kiss along his husband's neck, tell him how lucky he was that he'd been the cute one that Magnus had noticed, slide his hand beneath the waistband of Magnus' jeans and... Taking a shuddering breath, he tried to push back some of the excitement humming through him. They were in public. The vendor did not want to watch them act like horny teenagers. Actually... maybe he did.
That idea should not be arousing. They really needed to indulge in their exhibitionist tendencies before Alec decided to drag Magnus into a corner and... "I - uh - I'd like it if you surprised me." Looking down at his husband, he realized that he was blushing. "Can I surprise you?"
It was true that most eyes seemed to pass over Alec in favor of his younger siblings, but none of those eyes were as old or wise as Magnus'. Throughout his lifetime, Magnus had met enough people that he knew that those who lacked natural charisma weren't unworthy of attention. Alec had caught his attention in ways that his siblings hadn't: honesty, selflessness, talent, and a wicked sense of humor. There was also the fact that Alec was drop-dead gorgeous, though Magnus would always be quick to point out that his attraction to Alec wasn't purely physical.
"You also weren't comfortable with your sexuality when we met," he reminded Alec as a means of explaining why he had been at a loss for words around Magnus on more than one occasion. Thoughts of the past quickly fled his mind as Alec used the rope to pull him closer, blood rushing through him in a thrill that left him feeling warmer than before. "I'd deny you at first," he replied, rolling both wrists to wrap his hands in the rope and take control, tugging Alec even closer. He knew they were putting on an inappropriate display, but there wasn't a single molecule in his being that cared. "I'd see how long you could last before calling out for me, for my touch. And then, once I give in, I won't stop until you pass out." And he didn't give a damn about what was ruined in the process as long as Alec felt thoroughly satisfied and loved at the end of it all.
Smiling with another wicked flash of his sharp teeth, he carefully placed the rope back on the display table and gave the vendor a wink, sending him scurrying to fill their order. He could feel Alec's growing arousal, and he knew he'd be able to see it outlined in the tight leather of his pants once they pulled apart—if ever. "Slightly, though I'm hardly an expert. And I'd prefer to find something a little more artful to display on our coffee table," he added, teasing Alec with a quick squeeze of his ass. He felt bad for alluding to his past sexual experiences, but he was trying to be more honest with Alec about his life when his husband openly asked. "It is. Kinbaku-bi means 'the beauty of tight binding' in Japanese. It's lovely to look at, as well as surprisingly practical."
Humming, both low in his throat and throughout his entire body with the way Alec touched him, Magnus thanked the vendor after paying and then started walking away. He looked up at him quickly, a little surprised at the question itself but smiling at him warmly. "Of course, Alexander. You're so good at it, you know," he praised him, slipping a hand into one of Alec's back pockets.
"I wasn't comfortable with anything when we met," he admitted. It hadn't been until he'd survived a poison that should have killed him that he realized he had to stop hiding who he was. The fact that he'd awakened to Magnus at his bedside, eyes brilliant gold in the light of a morning Alec hadn't believed he'd live to experience had something to do with his shift in thinking. Magnus had saved him in more ways than he could ever explain. He began to tell Magnus how important he was to him when the rope tightened around his wrist, causing his breath to hitch.
Biting his bottom lip, he barely kept from moaning at Magnus' description, flushing brightly as he imagined what his husband described. "Would you use your magic too?" Bound while Magnus touched him and used his magic to make him come over and over until they burned through his stamina rune...
If it hadn't been obvious that he was hard before, anyone that looked at him would know how much he wanted Magnus. Shivering against his husband, he tried to gain some measure of control and focus on the books and the stunning displays they'd seen... No, that wouldn't help him calm down. Not when Magnus had his hand on his ass.
Groaning softly against Magnus' neck, he reminded himself of all the reasons why they weren't supposed to make a spectacle of themselves, but that logic kept fading whenever he thought of the rope Magnus had just bought and the patterns he could create against Alec's skin. "I could be the artful display on the coffee table but that's more bedroom decor." If they weren't sharing living spaces, he wouldn't care where Magnus decided to practice Kinbaku-bi as long as they tried it.
Unable to hide his disappointment when the purchase was over and Magnus began walking away, he tried to think of something other than how much he wanted Magnus. He almost managed it. Then Magnus slid his hand into the back pocket of his too-tight leather pants. "If you like surprises..."
Wrapping an arm around Magnus' waist he guided him through the crowd, looking for an out of the way corner that was mostly hidden from the beings around them. Twisting them around so that Magnus' back was to the wall, he positioned himself so that no one could really see his husband. "Do you like this surprise?"
Magnus couldn't contain a chuckle at the truth of Alec's words. Not only had he struggled with his attraction towards men in general, but also specifically towards Jace. There had also been the tension between Alec and his parents, something Magnus would never understand simply because he failed to see anything disappointing about Alec. Even before he became irreversibly biased, he'd been able to see all the valuable skills and unique characteristics he possessed. Then again, Magnus clearly had very different priorities from Maryse and Robert Lightwood.
Though he sensed that Alec had more to say that was poised on the tip of his tongue, Magnus didn't regret cutting it off because he loved the way his breath caught as they came closer together. He wanted to keep the moment light rather than dipping back into that deep pool of concern for the past and forgotten memories. "Only if you ask nicely," he said with a bright grin that contrasted the dark look of lust in his eyes. He let some of his magic leak out of his fingertips and dance along Alec's pale skin. It felt like an invisible mark of his own to know that his energy was soaking into Alec's very being.
Magnus was able to tell by the way Alec walked that he was hard, trying to act casual about it and failing when he stuck to Magnus like glue. He wasn't the only one, either, and Magnus' skin-tight pants left no room for doubt that he was aroused by his husband. Luckily for them both, they were in the appropriate setting for it and Magnus somehow doubted that anyone would mind two attractive men walking around with erections, especially considering that one already had to be looking in order to see them.
Nearly tripping over his own feet at Alec's suggestion, Magnus' mouth went dry at the thought of his gorgeous husband on display like a piece of artwork. It was both thrilling and unheard of to think that he could either resist touching Alec for so long or that either of them would agree to using the other like an object. "You're already art, my beautiful Adonis," he said with soft awe in his voice. "We could show you off like that, but I don't know anyone I would trust around such priceless art." Though he loved the thought of showing off their relationship in a variety of ways, either public displays of affection or less innocent touches in shadowed corners, he didn't want any display to be based on others lusting after his husband.
He was distracted enough by the thoughts when Alec began leading him off in an unknown direction, clearly with a destination in mind though it remained a mystery to Magnus. he'd agreed to let Alec surprise him, though, and he'd accomplished just that by crowding him up against the wall in an out-of-the-way corner. Sucking in a breath of surprise, Magnus instinctively draped his arms around Alec's neck to keep him close. "It's still unfolding, but I like the direction it's going in so far," he replied, nuzzling the side of Alec's neck before kissing his pulse point.
Alec was trying to be good. It might be obvious that he was hard and wanted to touch his husband but that didn't mean that he wouldn't try to have some self-control. But all the reasons why he was supposed to hide how much he wanted Magnus faded when he saw the look in Magnus' eyes. He didn't know how they could be so bright while darkening with desire. Licking his lower lip, he tried not to think about how much he wanted to kiss Magnus, not caring who saw them or what anyone might think. Or slide his hand beneath the leather of Magnus' pants...
His resolve almost broke when Alec felt his husband's magic spark along his skin. By the Angel, he loved how it felt when Magnus teased him like that. Making a soft, needy sound, he nuzzled Magnus' neck, breathing in the scent of sandalwood and magic. It was going to be impossible to keep his hands off of Magnus until they got home.
But he didn't have to wait. Magnus said that he could surprise him. The idea almost made him shiver with an odd mix of almost fear and excitement. Alec might have stepped out of the shadows he'd hidden in for years, but this was still new. Making out with Magnus in alleys was different than walking through a crowd, his desire for his husband obvious as they discussed Alec posing as 'art'. "It could be a private showing, Magnus. Just for you, but could you trust yourself not to ruin the display?"
Alec knew that his husband was considering it. Magnus was too distracted not to be thinking of some erotic game they could play, which made it easier to take the lead now. Despite Magnus kissing one of Alec's favorite spots. "Not fair," he muttered while sliding his hands between them. He fumbled slightly with the button on Magnus' pants, unable to resist running his fingers over the tight leather and the hardness beneath before starting to ease down the zipper. "I thought you might like this."
Magnus' eyes traced the path of Alec's tongue over his lip, wanting to follow it with nips to make the red flush of them even darker. It was a wicked tease made worse for how innocent it was. Magnus knew exactly how to move or speak to draw Alec in, seducing him with an eternity of practice, but the honest sensuality Alec had was all the harder to resist for its purity.
Biting his lip at the sound Alec made from such a gentle brush of magic, Magnus resisted the urge to deepen the touch. It wouldn't do to spring that on him so suddenly, especially in public, without asking first. He'd settle for keeping the spell to a dull thrum in Alec's skin until they got home and could play with more intense spells.
Thoughts of art and plans for the future flew from his mind as soon as Alec took current matters into his own hands. Alec's body was hot and firm against him, hands roaming over his body to make his head fall back against the wall with a stifled moan. "Was just thinking the same thing," he said, lacking any eloquence. His mind was far too gone, attempting to catch up with the fact that Alec was touching him in ways that normally meant very loud and incredible sex—in the middle of a public area.
"Fuck, Alexander," he breathed, fingers burying into Alec's hair as he unzipped his pants. He liked it, obvious in his erection as well as the way his fingernails scraped through Alec's thick curls when he drew him in closer to a kiss. It was difficult not to give in to his usual habit of using magic to remove their clothing, needing to keep their pants for the sake of not gaining too much attention. "You don't want to go home now, do you?" he asked, half a statement to be confirmed; it was a surprise, after all, and public sex wasn't something they'd planned to try at the expo.
Alec almost asked Magnus to use his magic in a more obvious way but he knew that if his husband did, it'd be impossible to follow through with the plans he'd been slowly making as they'd wandered the expo. It was difficult enough not to be distracted from his intended hideaway while magic softly moved along his skin, but it was a steady reminder of why he needed to get them somewhere less obvious.
Although they hadn't discussed this particular kink for the expo, he knew that it was one they both shared. The way Magnus moaned as he pinned him against the wall proved that, reassuring him that he wasn't crossing a line that would make Magnus uncomfortable. Talking about public sex as a possible kink was different than acting on that discussion.
"I thought we were saving that for our date." He was surprised that he could speak, let alone tease Magnus while trying to concentrate on button and zippers and... He let out a quiet whine as Magnus' fingers caught in his hair and pulled him in for a kiss. He managed to push the leather out of his way, trying to deepen the kiss but making a frustrated sound when Magnus pulled away to speak. Biting his husband's lip carefully as a partial answer to the question, he curled his fingers around Magnus' cock. He didn't move his hand, letting Magnus get used to the idea of what could happen. Meeting Magnus' gaze, he gave him a shy, questioning smile, silently asking if Magnus was comfortable with what Alec had started. "I never thought of going home for this." But they would, if Magnus didn't want to try this particular fantasy.
Though consent was important, Magnus felt like they were reaching the point in their relationship—their marriage—where a discussion wasn't important for every action. They'd already talked about sex in public, both vaguely and more concretely for the night they had planned, so he didn't feel like the lack of a conversation now was going to cause any issues. And honestly, that was to his benefit since Alec had thoroughly tied Magnus' tongue.
His mind was so clouded with lust that it took him a moment to realize that Alec was teasing him about sex, but in the end, he cracked a smile and responded with a breathless laugh. He didn't feel a need for words when their lips were communicating just as well through the kisses, and he greedily swallowed down Alec's moan. The added bite sent Alec's message loud and clear: they were doing this here, relatively out in the open, and Magnus could save his magic for something other than portalling them home.
The first touch of fingers to his cock was electric, a shiver building from the small of his back and up his spine until it escaped in a gasp. Though he hadn't started, the situation along with Alec's confidence was more than enough to make Magnus feel desperate. "Alec," he moaned, nearly on the edge of a whine, hips moving in the small space allowed in hopes of finding some friction in Alec's hand. "Who taught you to be such a horrible tease," he mumbled, kissing Alec in hopes of coaxing him into action.
He knew that if Magnus wanted to go home or for Alec to simply stop, he would give him some cue that he wasn't ready for having sex in a mostly public place. If he was too flustered to speak, he would use actions tell him. Or Alec would read the shift in emotions and know that they needed to slow down.
But there was no need to worry when Magnus was smiling, laughing over his teasing. That was something he'd never thought would be normal until he'd started dating Magnus. Smiles and laughter during sex hadn't been something that he'd thought would be good, but Magnus had proven that happiness was just as erotic as the acts he'd imagined before meeting his future husband.
There were so many things he should be focusing on. The crowd that could notice them at any moment. The leather that he'd barely pushed off Magnus' hips before he'd finally given in to the temptation to touch his husband. The warmth and want that hummed along his skin as he waited for Magnus to react. He wanted to do more than hold Magnus, ready to start to move his hand to give Magnus the friction he craved and watch the being he loved most come apart. But he forced himself to wait until he felt his husband's hips follow his motions. Another sign that Magnus wasn't concerned by their potential audience.
Slowly dragging his fingers down Magnus' length, he paused when Magnus stole a kiss, grinning at his husband's attempt to seduce him into hurrying their fantasy. "You're the one who taught me, Magnus," he chided softly. "Remember?"
Magnus had always preferred when sex was fun and lighthearted, but it wasn't until Alec that he truly understood how freeing it could be to let go and laugh during intimate moments. It was never laughter aimed at hurting each other or made at the expense of someone, but rather a pure expression of his happiness at being able to kiss Alec. And there was always a place for it between the moans and the gasps and the mantra of Alec's name falling from his lips.
Completely focused on Alec, Magnus forgot to lower the volume on the noise he was making and let out a loud, frustrated groan when Alec continued to stay still. It was frustrating after the speed with which he had pinned Magnus to the wall and gotten his hand inside of his pants, but he could also appreciate that his husband was giving him the chance to reject this course of action. "I want this, Alec," he breathed against his ear, resting his forehead against Alec's temple, "Touch me, please."
When he complied, it pulled a full-body shiver from Magnus that shook a moan from him as he pressed a kiss to the crook of Alec's neck. "I never taught you to be a tease," he mumbled, voice already breathless, "I distinctly remember teasing you and telling you never to try it on me," he added, tone half playful and half lustful.
It was impossible not to grin when Magnus groaned loud enough that Alec had to glance over his shoulder to see if anyone had noticed them. The crowd seemed oblivious or any voeuyers were smart enough to pretend they weren't paying attention to the couple making out in a shadowy corner. Shivering at the words that Magnus whispered against his ear, his breath hitched but his voice remained soft and steady.
"I will, karissima, but you need to be careful or someone will hear." Which was different than what normally happened when they were together. Alec usually was the vocal one during sex. "You don't want someone to interrupt."
Smiling at his husband's complaints, he nibbled at Magnus' ear, tugging on one of the earrings, speeding up his motions slightly as he tried to decide how long their fantasy could last. If Magnus glamoured them, no one would know, but that would ruin the hint of the forbidden that was almost as intoxicating as the desire he felt for Magnus. "Are you going to punish me for teasing you? You get to come and I don't?"
Groaning again, this time with a frustration that he was able to contain to a soft sound, he dug his fingers in harder against Alec's shoulder and the back of his neck. "Sayang, please, I don't care if someone hears." Even if it did bring the possibility of them being interrupted, Magnus couldn't imagine taking any course of action other than opening a portal to their bedroom. And while that might be disappointing in some aspects, it would at least open the door to louder possibilities.
He gasped at the attention to his ear, something that Alec had picked up on with his keen observational skills so early on in their relationship. The bite made Magnus' cock twitch, only serving to remind him how badly he wanted more. "Yes," he breathed out, eyes flying open to reveal golden and green irises. "If you continue teasing me, I will make you wait until tonight to come. If you're lucky." He hadn't been planning on it originally, but Alec was full of good ideas today, even if they both knew that his threats held little actual truth to them.
His shoulders twitched slightly beneath Magnus' fingers, grinding his hips against his husband before he remembered that he was taking the lead. Or trying to. If Magnus kept distracting him, he may forget that this was supposed to be his surprise for Magnus not the other way around. Kissing from his husband's ear downward toward his neck, he nipped hard at one of Magnus' favorite spots.
He began stroking his husband. Not as fast as Magnus probably wanted considering how much Alec had teased him, but knowing that if he wasn't careful, their fantasy would end too quickly. He brushed his thumb over the head of Magnus' cock, making a thoughtful sound before nipping harder, sucking at the spot until he was sure there'd be a mark. Alec knew that the 'threats' weren't something to worry about, but if Magnus was going to make suggestions, then he'd make a few of his own. "If you're going to make me wait until tonight, then I'm going to do more than tease." He hadn't really thought of more than the two of them stroking each other until they came, but his surprise could be changed if Magnus was willing.
Magnus could feel some of Alec's impatient energy in his motions and softened his grip, sliding one hand up the back of his neck and into his hair. His fingers gripped his thick locks when Alec's teeth found the crook of his neck, making Magnus' legs weaker as he leaned heavily against the wall behind him.
"Yes," he sighed with some relief as Alec's hand gave him much-needed friction, even if it was at a maddeningly slow pace. His touches felt casual even though Magnus knew that they were all focused on the things that drove Magnus wild, things that Alec had learned through careful exploration together in bed. Shaking, both with the effort to stand and the way Alec's thumb smoothed precome over Magnus' cock to ease his strokes, Magnus gripped tighter to Alec's back and neck. "More than tease?" he echoed, brain struggling to keep up with Alec's thoughts, "You were going to leave me on the edge of orgasm and walk away?"
Not wanting either one of them to end up on the floor, Alec shifted his weight to carefully pin Magnus against the wall. He'd have to be careful so that he didn't get so distracted that he forgot to offer that support to his husband, but for now he would make sure that Magnus stayed where he wanted him.
Whimpering when Magnus tugged at his hair, he murmured "harder" against Magnus' neck. It wasn't exactly one of his kinks, but knowing that his husband's control was slipping was. Forcing himself to keep the slow, frustrating rhythm, he ignored how much he wanted Magnus, trying to focus on making this special for his husband. "I would never leave you, Karissima." He never would have thought of that... and he'd never could resist Magnus if he was that close to the edge unless the apocalypse was imminent.
Returning his attention to his husband's ear, he lightly trailed his fingers along Magnus' length as he started whispering suggestions of ways to make his punishment for teasing worthwhile. "We could see how long you can hold a glamour while I make you come." As he spoke, he couldn't stop from rocking against his husband, breath hitching at how much he wanted Magnus, but willing to wait if that's what his lover wanted. "Or I could see how long I can tease you before you're loud enough that someone notices we're here."
Magnus groaned, the sound breathless as Alec leaned against him and held him upright against the wall. With the dregs of his brain power that wasn't consumed with thoughts of Alec, Magnus cast a spell to make them partially weightless, reducing the strain of holding up two bodies as well as the attention that was being put into remaining standing.
Muttering a curse against Alec's temple, Magnus immediately fulfilled the request and pulled on his hair hard enough to tilt his head back, allowing Magnus to attack the rune on the side of his neck with open-mouthed kisses. "I know, Alexander," he said softly, feeling the truth of Alec's words not just in the heat of the moment, but also their implications for the lives they had promised to share.
Body shivering with every low word that Alec growled into his ear, Magnus shook his head. "Can't even maintain a glamour for my eyes when we're together, angel," he said as he opened his eyes to show the truth of his words. The gold in them flashed brighter as Alec rolled their hips together, drawing out a moan he barely managed to bite back. "Or we could see how long you can touch me like this before you beg me to fuck you open with that spell you like so much."
He stilled for a moment before shivering as Magnus' spell wrapped around them. Even a spell that wasn't meant to tease was arousing to him. The soft tease of it almost making him moan, brushing away his self-control so that he did make the sounds that he knew his husband loved to hear when Magnus tugged his head back for those kisses. He tried to think of something to say, something about forever but the words kept scattering whenever Magnus' lips brushed against his neck.
It wasn't until Magnus mentioned his glamour that he could focus on more than kisses and the soft drag of magic against his skin. A hint of memory surfaced, but he ignored it. Whatever it was, he could remember it later. Stealing a kiss when he saw his husband's beautiful eyes, he forced himself to stop moving before they ended up coming in their pants before they had a chance to try one of their fantasies. Catching one of Magnus' hands, he held it just tight enough to show Magnus that he was serious. "No using magic on me. If you do, then we don't get to play tonight."
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NSWF - Kink Expo
It made something inside of Magnus jump to hear Alec making promises about the future, even such minor ones. The topic was one that they avoided most of the time, focusing on days and weeks rather than years or decades. Not only was it hard to know how much time they had left, given Alec's line of work, but also because of the obvious issue of mortality. But it was far from a subject Magnus wanted to be thinking about, and so he locked it away like so many other things he was happier to ignore than face.
Body tight against Alec's, he ran his hands over his arms and back without need to worry about smearing the glitter he'd so carefully applied. "I bet they're one of many who would," he teased back, nipping at Alec's lower lip. It was amazing what a couple inches of heel could do for the angle of their kisses and the way their bodies pressed together. Magnus would never find a more perfect fit than Alec, regardless of shoes. "No wonder you like it when I'm in your lap," he replied with a wink.
His steps faltered and he ended up leaning more of his weight on Alec than intended. "Would you?" he asked, voice strained. Having sex in a dark club was one thing, where people could see but were more likely to be covert about it, compared to the idea of them together in a brightly light venue. It made his stomach flip, and he squeezed Alec's side tightly. "They have public rooms here," he said before thinking about it, biting his tongue a moment later when Alec reminded him of their plans for that night. Sucking in a breath to calm himself, he nuzzled his face against Alec's neck and kissed the golden rune there. "I saw some beautiful restraints, but we've never really gone toy shopping together. I don't know what you'd like."
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Briefly, he wished they were alone, or at least somewhere that wasn't so crowded. Their talks about public displays really hadn't included the type of crowds that were at the expo. "You are beautiful. Especially with the body paint." Without realizing what he'd done, his hand slipped down to cup Magnus' ass, keeping him close while his husband made a decision on the merits of footwear... of just the merits of various ways that they could be together. "Why wouldn't I like having you on my lap? Every time you slide on top of me I can barely believe you're mine."
Mine. That wasn't right, was it? Would Magnus be offended even if Alec hadn't meant it in a harmful way. Being shirtless, kissing his husband enthusiastically in front of others, looking at toys that he wasn't completely sure of the uses of... none of that had caused him to blush but one word caused him to blush as bright as Magnus' favorite sheets. "I - uh - sorry."
Hoping that he hadn't ruined their time at the expo, he tried to deflect Magnus from that mistake. "It depends on what's going on in the room. I don't want to be part of something that isn't us focused on each other or something that would make us uncomfortable." He wasn't quite sure of it yet but depending on the situation...
The club was something easier to consider and agree too. It was something they'd talked about often enough and had almost done before.
Humming softly when Magnus kissed the Deflect on his neck, he tipped his head so that his husband could keep exploring that spot. "If you like them, then we should look at them. I don't have a problem with bondage." Considering Magnus' question, he had a vague idea that they'd tried different things before during their trip around the world, but he wasn't certain of the details. "I'm not sure what I liked other than the things we've talked about. We could look around and see what we want to try."
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It was strange to see him so distracted by the slip, but then again Magnus had never expressly called Alec 'his' before, either. Perhaps it was a sentiment they both shared and yet had never put it into words; they belonged to each other, heart and body and soul, but saying so bordered on a level of possession that they hadn't explored yet. Allowing him to change the subject, if that was what he really needed, Magnus hummed and gripped Alec's side a little more firmly. "True, I'm not interested in sharing you in any way other than with an audience." And so they would stick to their plan of exploring public sex in a club where they could easily imagine they were in their own little world rather than performing on some stage.
Chuckling against his neck, Magnus nipped at his ear lobe before pushing his hand against the small of Alec's back to guide him towards a vendor with fine leather items for sale. "I know you don't, darling, and neither do I." And even though he wasn't surprised to hear that Alec was comfortable with bondage, Magnus couldn't strongly recall a conversation when that information had been shared. It was strange to think he could know so much about Alec without remembering how or when he learned said information. "We have all day, and I'd love to see your opinion on sex toys," he said with a smirk.
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Especially not here, where they were encouraged to cross the line of what was considered socially acceptable. They could indulge in every whim or fantasy that they had discussed... and accidentally indulge in some that hadn't been discussed.
Trying not to be nervous as he waited to see how Magnus reacted, the shudder and the way Magnus fit against him nearly distracted him from his apology. Suddenly the crowd was forgotten as Alec realized Magnus had liked being called 'his'. "You will always be a seal upon my heart and part of my soul." Cupping Magnus' jaw, he brushed his thumb along his cheek. "I wasn't sure if you'd want me to say that you're mine. Sometimes it's meant in negative ways." Tipping his head, he kissed Magnus, softer than before, affection more than desire. "I wanted it to mean love, anything creepy."
Nodding in agreement to the decision not to explore the more public venues for the expo, he started thinking about other ways they could explore their exhibitionist tendencies. If he found the right spot... He'd have to keep an eye out for someplace that would work for the plan that he was starting to consider.
Shivering as his husband teased his ear, arched an eyebrow at Magnus when he noticed the type of display they were moving toward. "You know I'll wear something other than leather," he teased. Actually, he'd wear almost anything that Magnus asked him to. His husband knew his preferences well enough to make sure that anything he chose wouldn't make Alec miserable.
Their conversations about kink were another one of those things that Alec instinctively knew but wasn't sure how he knew it. If he thought too much about it, he'd start to worry and ruin their day to themselves. Mentally shrugging off the strangeness, he momentarily didn't have an answer related to sex toys. "I don't know?" It was more of a question because he couldn't remember what conversations they'd had or if they'd even really had one before. "Some of the things I've seen so far... I'm not sure what they're for." Which was slightly embarrassing to admit but Magnus knew that his experience had been nonexistent before they started dating.
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Leaning more heavily against Alec, knowing that he could handle the weight, Magnus turned to catch his thumb with a kiss as it ghosted across the side of his face. He felt so at peace like this, held in Alec's arms with their hearts beating together where they were pressed chest to chest. Easily lifting his chin, he met the kiss halfway and smiled against Alec's lips. No matter how often Alec claimed to be bad with words, the things he said made Magnus' heart soar. "I know, Alexander, and that's why I like hearing it when it comes from you. You don't possess me, just," he turned his hand through the air, searching for the word that would fit his thoughts, "Value me as your partner."
Unaware of Alec's plans, he laughed at the comment about leather. "Yes, I know, but it's so much softer than chains," he pointed out, not bothering to keep his voice down since they were surrounded by like-minded patrons. "But, if you'd like to branch out a little, silk rope can be comfortable as well." Pausing for a moment, he turned and looked up at Alec with his head cocked to one side much like the cat he sometimes appeared to be. "Then again, if I'm being the one tied up, perhaps I should choose?"
He smiled at Alec, not a condescending look but one of understanding and fondness. Sometimes, especially when they were alone together, Magnus forgot how little experience Alec had because their relationship was relatively simple and without issue. "You're welcome to ask, darling, and I'd be happy to give you an explanation or some graphic examples," he said, both teasing and trying to help.
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Relieved that Magnus found a way to articulate what Alec had struggled with, he smiled in relief. Magnus understood and liked the idea of being his. "Even before you married me, you were my partner. My equal." A role that he knew few Shadowhunters had ever offered Magnus. Pausing, he blushed faintly, realizing that his words weren't completely true. He hadn't thought Magnus would see him as an equal but decided to tell his husband that later. Placing his hand over the design he'd traced on Magnus' chest, he smiled softly. "I am yours and you're mine."
Considering the idea of restraints, he went with instinct since he wasn't certain of what they'd discussed before. Before he could speak, some terrifying darkness caught his thoughts, grief stealing his breath before it left just as quickly. Blinking away whatever it was, he suppressed a shudder. "No chains," he said softly, hoping that Magnus hadn't seen his reaction. "They - uh wouldn't look good on you and I think that they're in the definite no category." Magnus said that he could say no to anything without it disappointing him. "Leather or silk."
His anxiety vanished when Magnus looked at him. Smiling at how catlike his husband looked, he almost said something about it but wasn't sure if Magnus would appreciate the compliment even if it was heartfelt. "Was it silk they were using in that bondage exhibit we saw? I don't know how to tie something that elaborate but it was pretty." The last of the horror he half-remembered disappeared when he imagined what Magnus would look like bound with soft, brightly colored rope. "You'd look beautiful like that, Karissima."
Relieved that the worst Magnus did was tease him with suggestions over his lack of knowledge, Alec stole a kiss before they reached the leather display. "And I'm sure you'd be happy to give me a demonstration to make sure I understand all the important details."
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Though Alec tried to suppress it, Magnus could feel the tension in his body that gave away something bothering him. Tightening his arm around him, hoping to provide some comfort, he cupped a hand against his neck in an effort to draw him out of his thoughts. "No chains," he echoed, kissing him softly. "They're a firm no for me as well. They're too..." He let the sentence fade, confident that he didn't need to put into words the harsh weight and uncomfortable connotation that came with using chains to restrain someone.
Nodding as he allowed Alec to draw the topic to something else, he reached for a coil of silk rope that was sitting on one of the display tables to be felt and otherwise inspected. "I'm sure you could learn," he said, smirking at the thought of obediently holding a pose while Alec carefully and methodically tied him up with beautiful designs. "You're a quick study, Alexander, and it would be a good chance for me to practice patience." Shivering with pleasure at the compliment as well as the pet name, he ran the rope through his hands and then offered it to Alec to feel. "We could get a variety of colors, and I'm sure there are instruction manuals for sale somewhere here."
He thought about all the ways he might demonstrate a variety of toys and suppressed a moan by biting on his lower lip. "I want you to point out anything that interests you," he decided aloud, looking to Alec in hopes he might agree. "As long as it isn't something I'm opposed to, we'll buy it and I'll teach you how to use them all later."
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He was the one that Magnus wanted. They were equals. Alec had proven that on the missions to stop Jonathan. And he was gone; there was no reason for Alec's fear. Sighing against Magnus' lips, he letting the last of the darkness slip away. Whatever it was didn't need to be investigated today when Magnus was safe, kissing him as if nothing terrible had happened to them in the past. "I know," he whispered, hoping that Magnus didn't have the same fractured thoughts he did. No one else remembered what happened to Max. Maybe no one else would remember whatever was lurking in Alec's mind.
Refusing to let it surface and ruin their day together, Alec focused on the rope instead, resting his chin lightly on Magnus' shoulder as they looked over the rope. The colors were brighter than he expected. They'd be vivid against his skin, making patterns against his runes and scars that would fascinate Magnus. He almost began to blush as he imagined Magnus watching him, eyes shimmering gold while Alec was bound, unable to kiss or touch his husband while Magnus could do whatever he wanted to him.
"We could both learn patience. I want you to do that to me." Taking the soft silk from his husband, Alec's gaze didn't move from Magnus' as he carefully let it slide between his fingers. Smooth and cool, reminding Alec of the display that had fascinated him and the scarves that had been important in a few of his favorite fantasies. Magnus had to know what he was imagining. Wrapping a length of it around his wrist, he considered how well it'd work for some of those other desires they'd discussed. "With a little magic, it'd be strong enough to hold me down. You could tie me to the bed, do whatever you wanted all night until I can't remember anything except your name."
Slowly untangling himself, he considered the colors that would look best for them both. "Gold." Magnus was probably going to get tired of Alec's slight fixation with the gold but for years he'd never thought he'd be able to wear it with the meaning Nephilim gave the color. "And purple. Not sure what other colors would look good." Pausing, he had to fight back a smile, assuming the vendor wouldn't be pleased if Alec laughed in front of his wares. "Do they really have instruction manuals for bondage?" It made him think of those bright yellow books he'd seen in bookstores that promised to explain everything someone might want to know about a specific subject.
The carefully suppressed laughter turned to something hotter when Magnus bit his lip. Breath hitching slightly, Alec told himself that he shouldn't kiss Magnus or pull him close so he could feel any reaction his husband might have as they discussed toys and whatever desires came to mind. Instead, he lets his hands rest on Magnus' hips, keeping him close but not being as obvious as he wanted to be. "I will if you promise to do the same. I know that there has to be things you want to do with me that you haven't told me yet."
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Chuckling at the soft words, Magnus kissed him yet again. He was beginning to lose track of what number this was, so caught up in the thrill of being able to kiss Alec in public. "I love you too, but I didn't decide you were the cute one. You were cute before I came along," he pointed out with a grin that showed off his sharp incisors. Alec seemed content to focus on the items in front of them for now, and so Magnus followed his lead by turning his attention back to the rope. The thought of Alec, pale skin and black runes covered in the delicate but strong rope, made Magnus hum happily. It would teach them both patience, especially when it came to touching one another which was becoming increasingly difficult to deny themselves. Watching the rope wind around Alec's wrist, Magnus ran his fingers over the silk without touching Alec's skin. Even before Alec mentioned using magic, Magnus was already set on the idea of tying him up just from how beautiful the rope looked around his wrist. "It would be difficult to deny you for so long, my love, but that sounds like an incredible night. I can already picture you spread out on silk sheets."
He should have expected that gold would be Alec's choice, and he just smiles as he asks the vendor for a few lengths of it. Magnus would never deny Alec his desire to wear gold as a symbol of marriage, something that he hadn't thought he'd get to experience. There were other things that Magnus couldn't give him as a warlock, and so a plethora of golden items was the least he could give the love of his life. "Blue for you, it looks wonderful with your coloring," he said as he added a rich violet and deep cobalt to their order. Rather than carry it around the rest of the day, Magnus arranged to have it sent to his apartment—Jace would have to deal with a little embarrassment if he was present for the delivery. Looking up at Alec, catching the amusement in his eyes, Magnus grinned as well. "Of course! BDSM for Dummies is a thrilling read, I love the chapter on kinbaku."
Watching Alec's pupils dilate from so close made Magnus shiver to think at what might be passing through his mind. Though they were both aware that this was likely to happen, being in the midst of the exhibition that displayed and supported a variety of sexual acts was obviously having an effect on them both. "Oh trust me, Alexander, I will let you know of every bit of inspiration I see. Then again, maybe a few of them will be kept as surprised for you later," he said, already having a clear plan in his mind for when they visited one of the many adult lounges that had popped up throughout the city.
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"You're the only one who thought that I was cute and I couldn't even think of words for how hot you were when we met." He still had trouble finding the right descriptions for how sexy and beautiful Magnus was. Especially when Magnus was showing teasing glimpses of his marks. If they were alone... Realizing that he was staring at Magnus, thinking of how the points of his teeth would feel against his neck, Alec swallowed hard, trying to focus on the rope instead of his husband.
Until Magnus suggested one of Alec's fantasies. Slipping the rope around Magnus' wrist and his own, he used it to gently pull him closer so he could whisper in his husband's ear. "You wouldn't have to deny me. You could see how far we can go with my stamina rune. Tie me up, have me begging you to do whatever you want to me, coming over and over for you. Because of you." He tried to keep his voice steady while describing one of the fantasies he'd imagined before but had been too shy to tell Magnus about since that particular kink had usually involved expensive pieces of Magnus' wardrobe. Or completely ruining their silk sheets.
Smiling at Magnus' color choices, he wrapped his arms around his husband's waist, pressing close enough that Magnus would feel how interested he was in their shared desires. "Isn't that one a little to beginning level for you?" Alec rarely asked about certain aspects of Magnus' past, afraid that he'd trigger the jealousy that had hurt them before, but sometimes years' worth of experience had its perks. "Is kinbaku the elaborate binding that made patterns?" It sounded vaguely familiar but he wasn't sure if that was what Magnus had referred to.
Feeling Magnus shiver, he wanted to kiss along his husband's neck, tell him how lucky he was that he'd been the cute one that Magnus had noticed, slide his hand beneath the waistband of Magnus' jeans and... Taking a shuddering breath, he tried to push back some of the excitement humming through him. They were in public. The vendor did not want to watch them act like horny teenagers. Actually... maybe he did.
That idea should not be arousing. They really needed to indulge in their exhibitionist tendencies before Alec decided to drag Magnus into a corner and... "I - uh - I'd like it if you surprised me." Looking down at his husband, he realized that he was blushing. "Can I surprise you?"
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"You also weren't comfortable with your sexuality when we met," he reminded Alec as a means of explaining why he had been at a loss for words around Magnus on more than one occasion. Thoughts of the past quickly fled his mind as Alec used the rope to pull him closer, blood rushing through him in a thrill that left him feeling warmer than before. "I'd deny you at first," he replied, rolling both wrists to wrap his hands in the rope and take control, tugging Alec even closer. He knew they were putting on an inappropriate display, but there wasn't a single molecule in his being that cared. "I'd see how long you could last before calling out for me, for my touch. And then, once I give in, I won't stop until you pass out." And he didn't give a damn about what was ruined in the process as long as Alec felt thoroughly satisfied and loved at the end of it all.
Smiling with another wicked flash of his sharp teeth, he carefully placed the rope back on the display table and gave the vendor a wink, sending him scurrying to fill their order. He could feel Alec's growing arousal, and he knew he'd be able to see it outlined in the tight leather of his pants once they pulled apart—if ever. "Slightly, though I'm hardly an expert. And I'd prefer to find something a little more artful to display on our coffee table," he added, teasing Alec with a quick squeeze of his ass. He felt bad for alluding to his past sexual experiences, but he was trying to be more honest with Alec about his life when his husband openly asked. "It is. Kinbaku-bi means 'the beauty of tight binding' in Japanese. It's lovely to look at, as well as surprisingly practical."
Humming, both low in his throat and throughout his entire body with the way Alec touched him, Magnus thanked the vendor after paying and then started walking away. He looked up at him quickly, a little surprised at the question itself but smiling at him warmly. "Of course, Alexander. You're so good at it, you know," he praised him, slipping a hand into one of Alec's back pockets.
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Biting his bottom lip, he barely kept from moaning at Magnus' description, flushing brightly as he imagined what his husband described. "Would you use your magic too?" Bound while Magnus touched him and used his magic to make him come over and over until they burned through his stamina rune...
If it hadn't been obvious that he was hard before, anyone that looked at him would know how much he wanted Magnus. Shivering against his husband, he tried to gain some measure of control and focus on the books and the stunning displays they'd seen... No, that wouldn't help him calm down. Not when Magnus had his hand on his ass.
Groaning softly against Magnus' neck, he reminded himself of all the reasons why they weren't supposed to make a spectacle of themselves, but that logic kept fading whenever he thought of the rope Magnus had just bought and the patterns he could create against Alec's skin. "I could be the artful display on the coffee table but that's more bedroom decor." If they weren't sharing living spaces, he wouldn't care where Magnus decided to practice Kinbaku-bi as long as they tried it.
Unable to hide his disappointment when the purchase was over and Magnus began walking away, he tried to think of something other than how much he wanted Magnus. He almost managed it. Then Magnus slid his hand into the back pocket of his too-tight leather pants. "If you like surprises..."
Wrapping an arm around Magnus' waist he guided him through the crowd, looking for an out of the way corner that was mostly hidden from the beings around them. Twisting them around so that Magnus' back was to the wall, he positioned himself so that no one could really see his husband. "Do you like this surprise?"
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Though he sensed that Alec had more to say that was poised on the tip of his tongue, Magnus didn't regret cutting it off because he loved the way his breath caught as they came closer together. He wanted to keep the moment light rather than dipping back into that deep pool of concern for the past and forgotten memories. "Only if you ask nicely," he said with a bright grin that contrasted the dark look of lust in his eyes. He let some of his magic leak out of his fingertips and dance along Alec's pale skin. It felt like an invisible mark of his own to know that his energy was soaking into Alec's very being.
Magnus was able to tell by the way Alec walked that he was hard, trying to act casual about it and failing when he stuck to Magnus like glue. He wasn't the only one, either, and Magnus' skin-tight pants left no room for doubt that he was aroused by his husband. Luckily for them both, they were in the appropriate setting for it and Magnus somehow doubted that anyone would mind two attractive men walking around with erections, especially considering that one already had to be looking in order to see them.
Nearly tripping over his own feet at Alec's suggestion, Magnus' mouth went dry at the thought of his gorgeous husband on display like a piece of artwork. It was both thrilling and unheard of to think that he could either resist touching Alec for so long or that either of them would agree to using the other like an object. "You're already art, my beautiful Adonis," he said with soft awe in his voice. "We could show you off like that, but I don't know anyone I would trust around such priceless art." Though he loved the thought of showing off their relationship in a variety of ways, either public displays of affection or less innocent touches in shadowed corners, he didn't want any display to be based on others lusting after his husband.
He was distracted enough by the thoughts when Alec began leading him off in an unknown direction, clearly with a destination in mind though it remained a mystery to Magnus. he'd agreed to let Alec surprise him, though, and he'd accomplished just that by crowding him up against the wall in an out-of-the-way corner. Sucking in a breath of surprise, Magnus instinctively draped his arms around Alec's neck to keep him close. "It's still unfolding, but I like the direction it's going in so far," he replied, nuzzling the side of Alec's neck before kissing his pulse point.
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His resolve almost broke when Alec felt his husband's magic spark along his skin. By the Angel, he loved how it felt when Magnus teased him like that. Making a soft, needy sound, he nuzzled Magnus' neck, breathing in the scent of sandalwood and magic. It was going to be impossible to keep his hands off of Magnus until they got home.
But he didn't have to wait. Magnus said that he could surprise him. The idea almost made him shiver with an odd mix of almost fear and excitement. Alec might have stepped out of the shadows he'd hidden in for years, but this was still new. Making out with Magnus in alleys was different than walking through a crowd, his desire for his husband obvious as they discussed Alec posing as 'art'. "It could be a private showing, Magnus. Just for you, but could you trust yourself not to ruin the display?"
Alec knew that his husband was considering it. Magnus was too distracted not to be thinking of some erotic game they could play, which made it easier to take the lead now. Despite Magnus kissing one of Alec's favorite spots. "Not fair," he muttered while sliding his hands between them. He fumbled slightly with the button on Magnus' pants, unable to resist running his fingers over the tight leather and the hardness beneath before starting to ease down the zipper. "I thought you might like this."
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Biting his lip at the sound Alec made from such a gentle brush of magic, Magnus resisted the urge to deepen the touch. It wouldn't do to spring that on him so suddenly, especially in public, without asking first. He'd settle for keeping the spell to a dull thrum in Alec's skin until they got home and could play with more intense spells.
Thoughts of art and plans for the future flew from his mind as soon as Alec took current matters into his own hands. Alec's body was hot and firm against him, hands roaming over his body to make his head fall back against the wall with a stifled moan. "Was just thinking the same thing," he said, lacking any eloquence. His mind was far too gone, attempting to catch up with the fact that Alec was touching him in ways that normally meant very loud and incredible sex—in the middle of a public area.
"Fuck, Alexander," he breathed, fingers burying into Alec's hair as he unzipped his pants. He liked it, obvious in his erection as well as the way his fingernails scraped through Alec's thick curls when he drew him in closer to a kiss. It was difficult not to give in to his usual habit of using magic to remove their clothing, needing to keep their pants for the sake of not gaining too much attention. "You don't want to go home now, do you?" he asked, half a statement to be confirmed; it was a surprise, after all, and public sex wasn't something they'd planned to try at the expo.
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Although they hadn't discussed this particular kink for the expo, he knew that it was one they both shared. The way Magnus moaned as he pinned him against the wall proved that, reassuring him that he wasn't crossing a line that would make Magnus uncomfortable. Talking about public sex as a possible kink was different than acting on that discussion.
"I thought we were saving that for our date." He was surprised that he could speak, let alone tease Magnus while trying to concentrate on button and zippers and... He let out a quiet whine as Magnus' fingers caught in his hair and pulled him in for a kiss. He managed to push the leather out of his way, trying to deepen the kiss but making a frustrated sound when Magnus pulled away to speak. Biting his husband's lip carefully as a partial answer to the question, he curled his fingers around Magnus' cock. He didn't move his hand, letting Magnus get used to the idea of what could happen. Meeting Magnus' gaze, he gave him a shy, questioning smile, silently asking if Magnus was comfortable with what Alec had started. "I never thought of going home for this." But they would, if Magnus didn't want to try this particular fantasy.
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His mind was so clouded with lust that it took him a moment to realize that Alec was teasing him about sex, but in the end, he cracked a smile and responded with a breathless laugh. He didn't feel a need for words when their lips were communicating just as well through the kisses, and he greedily swallowed down Alec's moan. The added bite sent Alec's message loud and clear: they were doing this here, relatively out in the open, and Magnus could save his magic for something other than portalling them home.
The first touch of fingers to his cock was electric, a shiver building from the small of his back and up his spine until it escaped in a gasp. Though he hadn't started, the situation along with Alec's confidence was more than enough to make Magnus feel desperate. "Alec," he moaned, nearly on the edge of a whine, hips moving in the small space allowed in hopes of finding some friction in Alec's hand. "Who taught you to be such a horrible tease," he mumbled, kissing Alec in hopes of coaxing him into action.
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But there was no need to worry when Magnus was smiling, laughing over his teasing. That was something he'd never thought would be normal until he'd started dating Magnus. Smiles and laughter during sex hadn't been something that he'd thought would be good, but Magnus had proven that happiness was just as erotic as the acts he'd imagined before meeting his future husband.
There were so many things he should be focusing on. The crowd that could notice them at any moment. The leather that he'd barely pushed off Magnus' hips before he'd finally given in to the temptation to touch his husband. The warmth and want that hummed along his skin as he waited for Magnus to react. He wanted to do more than hold Magnus, ready to start to move his hand to give Magnus the friction he craved and watch the being he loved most come apart. But he forced himself to wait until he felt his husband's hips follow his motions. Another sign that Magnus wasn't concerned by their potential audience.
Slowly dragging his fingers down Magnus' length, he paused when Magnus stole a kiss, grinning at his husband's attempt to seduce him into hurrying their fantasy. "You're the one who taught me, Magnus," he chided softly. "Remember?"
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Completely focused on Alec, Magnus forgot to lower the volume on the noise he was making and let out a loud, frustrated groan when Alec continued to stay still. It was frustrating after the speed with which he had pinned Magnus to the wall and gotten his hand inside of his pants, but he could also appreciate that his husband was giving him the chance to reject this course of action. "I want this, Alec," he breathed against his ear, resting his forehead against Alec's temple, "Touch me, please."
When he complied, it pulled a full-body shiver from Magnus that shook a moan from him as he pressed a kiss to the crook of Alec's neck. "I never taught you to be a tease," he mumbled, voice already breathless, "I distinctly remember teasing you and telling you never to try it on me," he added, tone half playful and half lustful.
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"I will, karissima, but you need to be careful or someone will hear." Which was different than what normally happened when they were together. Alec usually was the vocal one during sex. "You don't want someone to interrupt."
Smiling at his husband's complaints, he nibbled at Magnus' ear, tugging on one of the earrings, speeding up his motions slightly as he tried to decide how long their fantasy could last. If Magnus glamoured them, no one would know, but that would ruin the hint of the forbidden that was almost as intoxicating as the desire he felt for Magnus. "Are you going to punish me for teasing you? You get to come and I don't?"
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He gasped at the attention to his ear, something that Alec had picked up on with his keen observational skills so early on in their relationship. The bite made Magnus' cock twitch, only serving to remind him how badly he wanted more. "Yes," he breathed out, eyes flying open to reveal golden and green irises. "If you continue teasing me, I will make you wait until tonight to come. If you're lucky." He hadn't been planning on it originally, but Alec was full of good ideas today, even if they both knew that his threats held little actual truth to them.
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He began stroking his husband. Not as fast as Magnus probably wanted considering how much Alec had teased him, but knowing that if he wasn't careful, their fantasy would end too quickly. He brushed his thumb over the head of Magnus' cock, making a thoughtful sound before nipping harder, sucking at the spot until he was sure there'd be a mark. Alec knew that the 'threats' weren't something to worry about, but if Magnus was going to make suggestions, then he'd make a few of his own. "If you're going to make me wait until tonight, then I'm going to do more than tease." He hadn't really thought of more than the two of them stroking each other until they came, but his surprise could be changed if Magnus was willing.
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"Yes," he sighed with some relief as Alec's hand gave him much-needed friction, even if it was at a maddeningly slow pace. His touches felt casual even though Magnus knew that they were all focused on the things that drove Magnus wild, things that Alec had learned through careful exploration together in bed. Shaking, both with the effort to stand and the way Alec's thumb smoothed precome over Magnus' cock to ease his strokes, Magnus gripped tighter to Alec's back and neck. "More than tease?" he echoed, brain struggling to keep up with Alec's thoughts, "You were going to leave me on the edge of orgasm and walk away?"
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Whimpering when Magnus tugged at his hair, he murmured "harder" against Magnus' neck. It wasn't exactly one of his kinks, but knowing that his husband's control was slipping was. Forcing himself to keep the slow, frustrating rhythm, he ignored how much he wanted Magnus, trying to focus on making this special for his husband. "I would never leave you, Karissima." He never would have thought of that... and he'd never could resist Magnus if he was that close to the edge unless the apocalypse was imminent.
Returning his attention to his husband's ear, he lightly trailed his fingers along Magnus' length as he started whispering suggestions of ways to make his punishment for teasing worthwhile. "We could see how long you can hold a glamour while I make you come." As he spoke, he couldn't stop from rocking against his husband, breath hitching at how much he wanted Magnus, but willing to wait if that's what his lover wanted. "Or I could see how long I can tease you before you're loud enough that someone notices we're here."
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Muttering a curse against Alec's temple, Magnus immediately fulfilled the request and pulled on his hair hard enough to tilt his head back, allowing Magnus to attack the rune on the side of his neck with open-mouthed kisses. "I know, Alexander," he said softly, feeling the truth of Alec's words not just in the heat of the moment, but also their implications for the lives they had promised to share.
Body shivering with every low word that Alec growled into his ear, Magnus shook his head. "Can't even maintain a glamour for my eyes when we're together, angel," he said as he opened his eyes to show the truth of his words. The gold in them flashed brighter as Alec rolled their hips together, drawing out a moan he barely managed to bite back. "Or we could see how long you can touch me like this before you beg me to fuck you open with that spell you like so much."
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It wasn't until Magnus mentioned his glamour that he could focus on more than kisses and the soft drag of magic against his skin. A hint of memory surfaced, but he ignored it. Whatever it was, he could remember it later. Stealing a kiss when he saw his husband's beautiful eyes, he forced himself to stop moving before they ended up coming in their pants before they had a chance to try one of their fantasies. Catching one of Magnus' hands, he held it just tight enough to show Magnus that he was serious. "No using magic on me. If you do, then we don't get to play tonight."