Just a short story that won't leave me alone. Should be around four or five chapters. :)

Warning: This fic will contain a sub!Magnus and a dom!Alec with heavy BSDM themes including punishment (spanking/whiping, cock rings, ext.), puppy play, D/s, cock worshipping and more. If this bothers you... Get out. Otherwise I am not responsible for what you may see.

Enjoy! ;)

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Listen To Orders (Lest You Get Hurt)

Chapter One: The Warlock's Choice

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You'd never guess it from the way Alec Lightwood held himself. He still smiled in that same endearing way -lips gently closed as if unsure of whether it was alright to show the pearly whites hidden behind their shields; stature slouched and if not a little awkward –always slightly uneasy around people; blue eyes gleaming curiously out from under mused black locks –ever eager to learn. No, you'd never guess that he was angry or upset or even disappointed. But then, if you knew him well enough, you wouldn't have too. And unfortunately –More like fortunate if you thought about it— for Magnus Bane, he knew exactly what those stances and looks meant. He knew that when all the guests stumbled out of their rather homey apartment, all hell would rain down on him.

(He had yet to decide whether this was a good thing or not.)

"Yes, yes, bye now!" Magnus sighed, waving a hand to close and lock the door as the last few guests trickled out into the darkened streets. It'd been a long party, full of nervous glances and unconsciously chewed lips that had made the Warlock grateful for that enchantment he'd found all those years back for everlasting make-up. He'd been a wreck the whole night, blood pounding in his ears and nerves beyond high every time he saw the smallest glimpse of that tall form or those piercing blue eyes. The result had been him disappearing into a secluded corner in the shadows, watching the guests and the man he loved mingle and laugh and have fun.

(If only he could be so carefree that evening.)

"Magnus."

The Warlock jumped, (and if a small squeak of a yelp escaped his lips then who was he to argue?) his heart pounding as he twisted around to face the lover he'd been avoiding all night. Unreadable blue eyes seemed to pierce through his soul before he lowered his green-golds to the floor.

"Y-Yes?" Magnus swallowed at the waver of his voice, nails biting into the skin of his palms lightly in an effort to ground himself.

There was silence. And then the soft whisper of bare feet on the floor boards as Alec made his way to the bedroom.

Unsure of what to do, the tall man stood there, chewing his lip (he really needed to stop doing that) and rocking back on his heels uncertainly. Should he follow his Shadowhunter or stay? Both could give him punishment and he was already in enough trouble as it was…

Guilt rose in his stomach at the reminder.

("-nus,"

"Wha-"

"-you – ?!"

"-out!"

"— ALEC!")

"Magnus."

This time there was no loud sound of surprise; instead there was a blink, a small flinch and a shiver.

The sound of his name in that tone of voice echoed in his head, the firm way it was stated clearly beckoning him forward whilst silently saying that Alec would not call him again.

Magnus moved towards the start of the hall, glancing at the door at the end where a warm glow of light spilled out onto the gleaming wood. There was no 6ft blue-eyed black-haired Shadowhunter waiting at the entrance beckoning him forward with soul sucking blue's… and Magnus quickly realized why.

It was a choice. His Alexander was giving him a choice. Face the consequences of his actions or turn away and sleep on the couch for Lilith-knows-how-long and live without his lover's comforting touch.

The Warlock moved forward. He already knew his choice.

So, the punishment for Magnus' actions (which you will learn about soon enough) will begin in the next chapter which should be up within this week. :)
I hope you liked it and I would really appreciate some reviews!

;3

~TMTMFD