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."