#mindless smut

"Alec, your sweater as a huge hole in it." Magnus noted, sliding a finger into the sizable hole underneath the collar of his boyfriend's sweater. Alec, busy detaching the Chairman from the leather strap of his gear belt, glanced down to see Magnus' glittery nail poking out of his shirt. Alec blinked once, in the way that showed that he, as usual, had not been paying attention at all. It was mostly endearing, but sometimes annoying. Magnus sighed. "I swear, you're the kind of person that would go demon-hunting naked without even realizing it. Not that I would mind.” The warlock paused, considering. “Actually I would, letting all those unworthy creatures look at you. You should be ashamed of yourself.” He wrapped a hand around Alec's waist, grinning at the dry look his boyfriend sent him.

"I would notice if I was naked, Magnus."

"Are you sure?" Magnus leaned in closer. "I mean, a majority of the time that you're naked it's with me between your legs-and I must say, it's hard to notice anything but me." Alec snorted, letting the warlock herd him back against the living room wall, dropping the cat and gear belt in favor of resting his hands on Magnus' shoulders.

"Just because you're very noticeable doesn't mean that I wouldn't know that I'm naked.” Alec pointed out. “I mean, look, I'm wearing clothes right now.”

"Oh, really?"

"Really." Alec mimicked, rolling his eyes. A smile played at the corner of his mouth though, and Magnus' gaze was drawn to his lips.

“I suppose I'll have to change that.” Magnus said, kissing him. Alec made a soft sound in the back of his throat, and Magnus chuckled. Alec's fingers dug into his ass, and the warlock responded by pushing the Shadowhunter back against the wall with his body, their legs tangling together as Magnus efficiently torn open Alec's all but dead sweater, revealing his tone chest.

Magnus opened his mouth to make a snide comment, only for Alec to bury his hands in the warlock's hair. Alec yanked him forward until their lips met, shoving his tongue halfway down Magnus' throat. Magnus groaned, shuddering when Alec's hands left his hair to drag down the warlock's shoulders. He grabbed onto the warlock's thighs, twisting Magnus up until he was the one pressed against the wall, his long legs around Alec's hips. Alec broke the kiss, turning his attention to getting Magnus' pants off. The warlock stubbornly refused to let Alec pull away for even a moment, currently mouthing over the stamina rune on his boyfriend's bruised neck. Ever since Magnus had found out that the skin surrounding Alec's runes was a bit more sensitive to the touch, he'd used the Marks as his own personal bullseye, enjoying the way Alec's gasps grew a little bit louder whenever he dragged his teeth over one. Alec swore, managing to yank Magnus' jeans down low enough to bare his ass and cock. "Lube." Alec ordered roughly, squeezing his boyfriend's ass hard. Magnus sent him an amused smile, and Alec responded by grabbing on the warlock's erection and giving it a few teasing jerks. Magnus hissed when Alec pulled away, his hand going down to help himself out, only for Alec to grab onto his wrists and pin them to the wall. Magnus decided to spare himself the humiliation of pointing out that Alec only needed one hand to pin him. It was Alec's turn to smile, the finger's of his free hands ghosting lightly over the tip of Magnus' cock, driving Magnus mad until he snapped his fingers. A bottle of lube appeared in Alec's hand, and the Shadowhunter released Magnus' wrists, busying himself with the task of preparing his boyfriend. Magnus promptly wrapped one arm around Alec's shoulders, his calves dragging Alec closer as he worked his own cock, giving the Shadowhunter a show. Magnus watched as Alec's pupils dilated, hissing when Alec's fingers slid into him. His fingers moved back and forth until Alec hit Magnus' prostate. Magnus' legs jerked in response, and Alec smiled darkly, teasing the spot until Magnus' thighs were shaking and the warlock nearly slid down the wall.

"You little shit." Magnus moaned, clawing at Alec's shoulders. "Get inside me already!" Alec laughed, and Magnus retorted by dragging him in close enough that he could bite at Alec's neck. Alec hissed out a hot breath against Magnus' ear, earning a triumphant hum from his boyfriend. Magnus arched his back when Alec slid inside, groaning loudly. Alec pressed a kiss to Magnus' temple, before he drew his hips back and thrust forward, his pace fast and rough as he fucked Magnus against the wall.

"Fu-fu-fuck!" Magnus yelled, gasping in shock as Alec's hips slapped against his ass. His shoulder blades ached, but they had nothing on the pleasure burning in his stomach. "Slo-slow down!" Magnus shook his head as Alec grabbed onto his cock, “Alexander!” He keened when Alec worked his erection, throwing his head back. “Alec!” Magnus shouted, his voice cracking as he came. He drew in a ragged breath, digging his nails into Alec's shoulders when the Shadowhunter kept on thrusting away. Magnus hissed when the Nephilim hit his prostate, his entire body rocking in pleasure. A low chuckle against his collarbone caused Magnus to look down at Alec, and he bit his lip when Alec flashed him an evil grin. Alec released Magnus' steadily returning erection, grabbing onto his boyfriend's hips and increasing his pace. His stamina runes burned merrily against his skin, with no sign of fading for a long while. The entire time Magnus' pleasure grew in waves, until he came again, his body going limp. The only reason he didn't tumble to the ground was because Alec had him caged in his arms. Magnus groaned, clinging to Alec's shoulders. “Alec, no more, please!” Alec laughed, rocking his hips against' Magnus' ass before stopping. The warlock's toes curled at the sound. Alec's laughter was a dangerous weapon, especially when it carried such a teasing tone.

“You really want me to stop?” Alec asked, sounding genuinely curious. Magnus shook his head roughly, leaning back against the wall.

“Gods no, but I can't feel my damn legs.” Alec snickered at this, pulling out slowly. He let Magnus' legs go, catching the warlock when Magnus fell against him. Magnus slapped Alec's shoulder. The Shadowhunter smiled at him pleasantly.

Alec grabbed Magnus' arm and half-dragged, mostly carried the warlock towards the green chaise Magnus favored that particular week. Alec let Magnus collapse on the seat, running his fingers across Magnus' sore shoulders lightly. Magnus managed to roll onto his back before Alec grabbed onto his hips once again. One tiny part of Magnus wanted a time-out, but the rest of him was way too horny to take a break. The warlock hissed when Alec slid back inside. The Shadowhunter rocked his hips gently, and Magnus struggled to stay conscious. “Jesus, how many stamina runes do you have on right now?” Magnus asked, his voice hoarse.

“Seven.” Alec responded cheerfully, gripping Magnus' hips.

“Oh fuc-” Magnus gasped when Alec continued with his rough pace, throwing his head back and clawing at his boyfriend's shoulders. His entire body was tense and filled to the brim with sensation, and he came again, Alec never pausing once, until Magnus' gasps turned back into screams and the warlock was reduced to a twitching bundle of pleasure. Magnus squeaked when Alec pulled out abruptly, grunting when the Nephilim flipped him onto his knees. Alec moved on top of him, one arm wrapped around Magnus' waist.

“You still awake?” Alec purred against Magnus' ear, his thumb stroking Magnus' hips. The warlock snorted, forcing himself to keep his eyes open.

“Three weeks ago I could get you off with a smile and a wink. You're going to have to work a little harder th-” Magnus moaned when Alec thrusted back in. “Oh, fucking Christ, don't you know the meaning of a break?”

“You said to be a bit harder,” Alec answered lowly, and Magnus choked as the Shadowhunter's thrusts grew so hard the chaise began to squeak in protest.

“Oh God,” Magnus buried his face into the chaise, his eyes slipping closed as Alec's thrusts hit him in waves, building up slowly until he came again, though this time it was less the bright burst of pleasure, and more so a slow burn that made his toes curl. Normally the warlock would have felt a bit guilty, coming so much when his boyfriend was doing all the work, but the occasional chuckle Alec would make whenever Magnus cried out told him that Alec was clearly enjoying this just as much as he was.

“You're going to kill me.” Magnus croaked. Alec paused, his thumbs rubbing against Magnus' sides.

“Do you want me to stop?” Magnus snorted.

“Hell no, just kill me. This is hands down the best way to go out.” The warlock answered, letting his head rest on his forearms. Alec reached between Magnus' legs, grabbing onto his erection. Magnus squeaked. “God, I'm going to die. I'm seriously going to-” Magnus' voice cracked as Alec's hand worked him roughly. It could have been painful if Magnus' nerves weren't so far down the pleasure spectrum that anything would have gotten him off. Every inch of his skin tingled, and his stomach ached from cumming so much. Alec's strokes and thrusts had started to grow a little sloppier. Magnus knew the signs when they appeared, even if he was in a sex-induced haze. “Roll me over.” He demanded. Alec groaned next to his ear.

“Magnus, I-”

“I want to see your face when you come, Alexander.” Magnus lowered his voice seductively and felt Alec's rhythm stutter. “Pretty please?” Alec slid out with a sigh and Magnus found himself rolled onto his back. Magnus flashed Alec a grin, petting the Shadowhunter's red face. Alec slid back inside and continued his rhythm with a soft moan. Magnus grabbed onto Alec's shoulders, pulling him closer until they were kissing. Magnus locked his ankles behind Alec's waist, rocking his hips upwards and earning a moan from Alec. The warlock smiled, rocking his hips harder. Alec squeezed his eyes shut, throwing his head back. His mouth opened in a perfect 'o' and his thrusts lost their rhythm, until Alec was deep inside the warlock, his body trembling as he came. Magnus always appreciated the fact that Alec had a porn star worthy orgasm face. Other lovers he'd had over the centuries had come with expressions resembling pain or the occasional mild possession. It was a definite turn off. Alec let his head fall forward, shielding his eyes with his bangs as he pulled out. Magnus pat his head, before discovering that all of his energy was gone and promptly let his arm fall back onto the chaise. Alec shifted forward, lying down on Magnus' chest with a small 'oomph'. “All done?” Magnus asked, studying the top of Alec's head with affection.

“Just need a break is all.” Alec mumbled in response. Magnus chuckled at this. Alec started kissing Magnus' chest, little pecks and nips and sent tingles down Magnus' spine. The warlock shifted slightly and Alec paused. He yawned, looking at Alec. Alec looked back up at him, smiling. Alec's eyes were full of a mix of delight and passion, and Magnus hummed.

“If this was some attempt to prove that you'd realize you're naked outside of my presence then I don't think it worked.” He said. Magnus felt Alec laughter before he heard it.

“Well, I bet I'm more observant than you are.” Alec challenged. Magnus narrowed his eyes at the Shadowhunter.

“Prove it.” Alec shifted slightly, resting his weight on his elbows. He sent Magnus a polite smile. Magnus had a feeling he was about to get served.

“You've came twice since we broke the chaise.” Alec pointed out, and Magnus sat up abruptly, nearly knocking Alec to the ground. He hissing when he saw that the legs of his favorite piece of furniture of the month had given out in the middle of their sexing.

“Alexander Lightwood-”

“Yes?” Alec asked, leaning forward to kiss Magnus' cheek in apology. The warlock had already forgiven him (chaises were replaceable--hot Shadowhunter boyfriends were an entirely different matter), but that didn't mean that he was going to let Alec off too easily.

“You brat.” Magnus muttered sullenly, pushing at Alec's shoulder. “Carry me to the shower so I can wash up.”

“You want me to carry you bridal style to your bathroom?” Alec was grinning in a way that said 'One Rune down. Six to go.' Magnus shivered. “Hasn't your ego taken a big enough hit?”