#winteralec

“That’s work done for the day, chairman, I think I deserve a drink or two after that. Care to join me?” He asked the cat, and his pet stood up on the sofa and stretched his own back, arching up and yawning before he jumped down and went to where Magnus was standing near his drink’s cart.

The chairman threaded his sleek body through his owner’s legs making sure he rubbed against them hard enough to get his point across while meowing his request loudly in case he didn’t take the hint.

Magnus gave a chuckle, martini glass in one hand and bending down to give him a scratch behind the ears with the other.

“Yes, alright. Dinner can be early tonight seeing as you’ve been so busy and hard working today. Just give me five minutes to put my spell book back in the safe and I’ll conjure up something tasty, alright?” Magnus told the cat and he put down his glass and went over to his work table and retrieved his spell book.

He’d just returned it safe and sound and resealed the hidden safe and was crossing the entrance way back to serve the chairman his dinner, when there was a knock on the door.

“Hmm.” Magnus said, frowning. He wasn’t expecting anyone at this time.

He crossed the entrance way and opened the door and was surprised to see Alec standing there.

“Hey, is Jace here?” Alec said, moving past him and into the loft, taking off his leather jacket at the same time.

“No, he left hours ago what ……” Magnus started to say but was cut off when Alec took his face in his hands and kissed him long and hard. Magnus made a small noise of surprise and put his hands on the tall Shadowhunter’s broad shoulders and pulled back.

“Hey, what’s all this? Not that I’m complaining but…” He smiled up into his boyfriend’s face.

“I just thought we could, you know, we could take the next step.” Alec said, his big hazel eyes shining.

Chairman Meow had been watching from the back of the sofa. He’d been willing to wait for the few minutes that it was going to take his owner to put his book away, but this was totally unacceptable.

Like most cats, the chairman was rather low on patience, especially when food was involved and how after a hard day’s work of supervising, he felt he deserved Magnus’ full attention. Not that tall dark-haired intruder that had been taking up far too much of his owner’s time lately. Time for a little reminder of what or who was more important, he thought.

He jumped down from the sofa and went across to where they were standing, far too close as well, he might add. He sat right in the door way that led to the living room, glaring up at them both and switching his tail. Magnus was always very intuitive when it came to his moods, so this action shouldn’t be lost on him.

“Alec, I just fear that if we, rush into this I may lose you.” He told him before he caught a glimpse of his impatient cat. He gave the chairman a pleading look and held up his finger, mouthing, “five minutes.” Before he turned his attention back to his boyfriend.

The chairman scowled up at them both. Totally unacceptable. Magnus was his, not this stranger and it was about time there was some rules put in place.

“Magnus, why would you think that? I want this.” Alec said, and was about to take his man into his arms when he gave a yelp and looked down.

Magnus followed his gaze and saw that the chairman had wrapped his paws around Alec’s ankle and had sunk in his claws.

“Oh dear, I was supposed of given him his dinner just before you came. I’m afraid he isn’t too subtle when it comes to asking for what he wants.” Magnus explained and bent down to try to detach his cat from his boyfriend’s leg.  The cat growled menacingly and looked up at Alec and hissed as he was unceremoniously removed. Magnus held him close to his chest giving him an apologetic pat on his fur.

“I’m sorry Alexander, the chairman doesn’t have much of a filter system. I’ll just get him something to eat and we can continue…..” But that wasn’t good enough for Alec and he rolled his eyes and reached out, taking the cat, hissing and spitting, claws flailing looking for anybody part he could to sink his teeth into, from his arms and walking over to the sofa and dumping the fuming beast onto the seat.

“The cat can wait, Magnus, I’ve been waiting for this my whole life.” Alec said, as Magnus followed, looking worriedly at his unhappy pet. Before he could say another word, Alec took him in his arms and kissed him, deep and passionately enough that within a few seconds, he had completely forgotten that he even owned a cat.

Chairman Meow had never been so angry in his entire nine lives before. Who the heck did this guy think he was man handling him like that? He watched, growling under his breath, ears flattened, and eyes narrowed as he took his owner into the bedroom and slid the door shut with one hand behind him.

Unfortunately for Alec and Magnus, but fortunate for the chairman, the door hadn’t completely closed and there was a small gap still open. More than enough to get a claw or two in to push them apart.

The cat had no real interest in whatever they were doing in there, but he was still fuming at the thought that Alec had once again, gotten in-between him and his well-earned meal.  He sat, flicking his tale back and forth as if he were counting down a certain amount of time he had allotted them before he left the sofa, jumping down soundlessly on his paws and then stalking across the room towards the doors.

Alec and Magnus had entered the bedroom, unable to take their hands off each other. They giggled and laughed as Alec tried to awkwardly get his boots off while still kissing his lips. Magnus steadied the tall Shadowhunter as he finally got them off and then allowed Alec to help him wrestle out of his jacket. Alec started to pull his shirt up over his head and Magnus reached up with one hand to drag it over his arms to dump it on the floor. Smiling and kissing, Magnus turned Alec to push him onto the bed where he fell like a toppled tree onto the golden surface.

Magnus leaned over him, gazing into his face. “That was graceful.” He said, his lips quirking into a grin.

Alec pointed at his chest. “Shadowhunter.” He said, his voice breathy and deep.

Magnus’ grin broadened, and he made a noise of acknowledgment before taking his mouth once more. Alec started clutching at the sides of his shirt, pulling them up to get to as much of that smooth golden skin as he could. He was just about to lay his hands on either side of his waist when Magnus gasped and pulled away suddenly.

The chairman, who had quietly wedged his way in the door, was doing his best crouching tiger, hidden dragon when he saw his owner suddenly sit up from the bed. He flattened himself behind one of Alec’s large black boots, not wanting to spoil his element of surprise.

Magnus didn’t look happy and for a few hopeful seconds, the cat thought that he may just be able to call an end to hostilities. But when Alec took him in his arms once more, saying things to him that made no sense to the chairman but obviously had an effect on Magnus, he knew the cease fire was over. The two men in the bed were completely oblivious to the highly pissed off cat that was now coming out of his hiding space, calculating the distance from where he was on the floor to the foot of the bed.

The chairman watched as more clothes hit the floor and he bided his time, waiting for the perfect moment to make sure that there would be no doubt as to who owned who around here.

Alec rolled Magnus so that he was now below him, those sexy, wonderful cat like eyes glowing back at him and heating his blood even more than it already was.

“So beautiful.” He whispered, once more before he plunged back down to take possession of Magnus’ perfect lips, loving the way his goatee tickled his skin.  He shifted so that now he was between his open thighs, his heart was racing, and he was so nervous about messing this up, but he’d never wanted anything so bad in his life.

“Are you sure you want to do this, Alexander? I can wait for another time. If four hundred years of existence has taught me anything, it’s the value of patience. If you’re not ready, then I’ll understand.” Magnus said, running his hands up and down Alec’s strong arms as the took his weight either side of him.

“Is this a polite way of saying you don’t want me?” Alec asked, now the nerves were for a different reason. The fear of rejection.

“Oh no, my love, it’s not that at all. I’ve wanted this from the first minute I laid eyes on you in Pandemonium.” Magnus replied and gently touched Alec’s face. He couldn’t help smiling as he saw the goofy grin form on the sexy Shadowhunter’s face. Oh God, he was blushing. Did he have any idea how hot that was?

“You really wanted me all that time?” Alec said, his face was actually starting to ache from smiling so wide. He saw Magnus nod and reach up with a hand to his shoulders and back. The buttery soft sheet was tented over him and he felt Magnus’ hands gliding down over the flexing muscles of his back, pushing it off him till he felt it fall softly behind him.

“If we are going to do this, then I need to feel all of you, Alexander. Every. Gorgeous. Inch. Of you.” Magnus told him. Alec groaned as he saw those magnificent golden orbs glow with a fire that was blazing behind them. That was it. That was all the confirmation he needed. By the Angel, the moment he’d thought about for most of his adult life was finally here, please don’t let him screw it up.

Meanwhile on the floor, Chairman Meow, was in final position, wriggling his butt and readying himself for his greatest victory.  He was hoping for a good chunk out of one of those meaty calves of the Shadowhunters, or if he was really lucky, a good mouthful of thigh. But even a toe or two would give him the satisfaction he felt he deserved.

He raised his haunches, did a few more last wiggles, and taking a final steadying breath, pushed up off the floor with everything he had. He went sailing over the end of the bed, past the feet, of which there were a couple of sets which might just have gotten very confusing, past the legs, once again, there seemed to be two too many, and then he saw where he was going to land and realised that it must have been his birthday to get this lucky.

Alec had just bent his head and kissed Magnus, letting him slowly pull him down to where he desperately wanted to be when he felt like someone had just stuck him with a fist full of pins. He cried out and fell forward, landing on Magnus with more force than he had ever planned to and then arched his back as needle like teeth sunk into the fleshy part of his bare butt.

“Whoa, Alexander, we have all night, my darling. Slow down a little.” Magnus said, as Alec writhed and groaned above him.

The teeth were removed for a blessed few seconds, and Alec felt himself relax a little but then they latched onto a different place and griped hard. He cried out again and tried to twist around to see what was taking chunks out of his butt.

“You like it wild then, my love. Remind me to dig out that gold cord for next time. We can see how many knots you know about.” Magnus said, trying to get a grip on his man’s bucking body.

“No! No! It’s it’s, something attacked me!! Urghhh! Magnus! I think it’s a demon of some kind! Can you see it? What type is it?” Alec was yelling as he thrashed around trying to dislodge whatever was in the process of trying to eat him alive.

Magnus gave a gasp and fought his way out from under him, so he could see. His eyes blazed and his hand came out, the red ball of magic in its palm, ready to destroy whatever evil creature was attacking his boyfriend.  He managed to sit up and drew back his hand, ready to fire at the ungodly beast. But he stopped short when he saw.

“Oh dear.” Was all he could think of to say.

Alec was going nuts. Trying to twist around to see for himself but each time he did, the razor-sharp claws and the needle like teeth dug in harder. His heart nearly stopped when he heard Magnus’ words. Oh, by the angel, was it really that bad?  From his narrowed eyes, he saw him reached over his back and grab the culprit, removing him from his damaged skin. The relief was instant.

“What the hell was it? What kind of demon attacks someone’s bu…” Alec started to say as he was finally able to turn over, but his words died on his tongue when he saw his attacker.

“You have got to be kidding me? The chairman? That’s what it was? Please tell me you didn’t somehow disguise a tiger or a lion as a pet, Magnus?” Alec glared at the very self-satisfied looking cat as he sat in his owner’s lap licking his paws as if he had just eaten something tasty.

“I’m afraid not, Alexander. Chairman Meow is all cat and as I said, tends to have rather strong opinions about certain things, meal times being one of them. Let me get him something to eat, like I should of an hour ago, and then I’ll treat your damaged parts.”  He stood up and after conjuring a robe for himself, he took the cat out to the kitchen.

“Why bother feeding him? He just filled up on my butt.” Alec called out, grumpily.  

He didn’t hear the small snort of laughter that came from Magnus as he reached the kitchen and with a wave of his hand, Magnus presented the chairman with his long-awaited meal.

Even though he acted like he’d been starved for days, Magnus watched as he took dainty mouthfuls of the fresh food. He shook his head and knelt down beside him.

“Oh, Mr Meow, can you ever forgive me for not feeding you when you wanted to be fed? I promise I won’t let it happen again. But if you ever decide to take a chunk out of my boyfriend again, I’ll let Madzie play dress up with you, is that clear?” He gave him a scratch behind his ear and rose back up to go and attend to his damaged Shadowhunter.