"I'm home!" Alec yelled, kicking the door closed, as his arms were full of groceries. Magnus bustled out of the bathroom, not bothering to put on a shirt. He took a paper bag from Alec and busied himself with putting them away. When he was done, he sat on the couch and stretched out, waiting for Alec to finish. When the shadowhunter came over to the couch, he stood in the front of Magnus, hands on his hips, not saying a word. When Magnus wouldn't move, he took his foot and nudged his side gently.

"What?" he said oh-so-innocently, a smirk on his face.

"Move over," Alec said, nudging him again.

"Nope. Unless you feel like making me," he said, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. And with that, he pulled Alec down by his tie (don't ask me why he's wearing a tie, except it seemed like a good way to make Alec kiss Magnus) and gave him a kiss. It was brief, short, sweet. They pulled apart, but that didn't last long. Alec, not able to resist Magnus with his shirt off, kissed him with a fierce passion. He straddled him, and put his hands on the warlock's bare chest. A few minutes later, the two men lay on the couch, breathing heavily, curled in each other's arms. They fell asleep, Alec forgetting that he had left the fridge open.

Sorry for the wait guys. My creative juices haven't been flowing, and I haven't had much of a chance to get on the computer. I know, it's a short chapter, but the next one will be better!