Preface: I had no intention of writing this, but some stories beg to be told, and this is one. I know next to nothing about gay male sex, so I really hope I did my guys justice here. PLEASE- MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY!

Since he'd started dating Magnus, Alec had always been content to let Magnus take the lead. After all, the warlock had centuries more experience with relationships than Alec. Unfortunately, that decision had almost destroyed them.

When they decided to progress to a physical relationship, Alec had again lent himself to Magnus's very capable hands. Magnus had been gentle and patient at first, allowing Alec time to feel comfortable, and then giving him the opportunity to find out what, precisely, he enjoyed. For the most part, this meant Alec was the one being entered, but that really wasn't a problem. Alec loved having Magnus inside him, and he had no issues whatsoever with their sex life.

Magnus, being Magnus, of course, liked to experiment. Since there was little, if anything, that Magnus was opposed to sexually, there had been several occasions that they had reverse roles. But even on those occasions, Magnus had taken control, setting the rhythm, quietly giving Alec instructions, all to calm Alec's nerves and make him feel more comfortable.

Today, however, that was not going to be the case. Alec knew what he wanted, and he was going to have his way with Magnus. And judging by the look of mingled curiosity and desire in Magnus's eyes, he was not going to hear any complaints from the warlock.

Alec grasped the waistband of Magnus's pants, which he had already unbuttoned in the hallway, and in one fluid motion removed them, along with the boxers, from Magnus's body. He then devoured the scene before him with ravenous desire.

Magnus was sprawling, completely naked, on the bed, his arms folded behind his head and his jet black, spiky hair and caramel colored skin a beautiful contrast to the blood red silk sheets he was laying on. His gaze roamed from Magnus's beautiful amber cat eyes, currently dilated with desire, to the high cheekbones and soft, full lips that he loved kissing. He took in the subtle outline of Magnus's pectoral and abdominal muscles, the perfect skin, unblemished by hair or even a navel. Magnus's arousal lay firmly against his body, practically begging to be touched. Finally, Alec's eye trailed down Magnus's long slender legs, partially dangling off the edge of the bed.

Alec felt his arousal heighten. His mouth watering, (perhaps I do want to devour Magnus, he thought briefly), he dropped to his knees and ran his tongue up Magnus's shaft, taking the head in his mouth and swirling his tongue around it. Magnus let out a noise that was half a groan, half Alec's name. Alec gripped the shaft, caressing it swiftly in rhythm with the movements of his mouth.

Magnus ran his hands through Alec's hair, panting softly as he clung to Alec almost desperately. The tightness of Alec's pants was becoming unbearable. As he felt Magnus stiffen, knowing he was getting close, he released Magnus and rose to his feet. Alec reached for his already unbuttoned pants, but Magnus beat him to it. Within seconds, Alec's pants and boxers were gone and Alec felt instant relief.

As soon as Alec's arousal was released, Magnus was on it. He gripped it in his long-fingered hand, stroking it firmly, just the way he knew Alec liked it. Magnus's tongue flicked Alec's erection and Alec threw his head back, moaning Magnus's name. He felt the pressure building within him.

"Magnus. Stop," he panted, and Magnus released him, unquestioningly.

Alec shoved Magnus onto the bed and climbed on top of him. Their erections brushed, sending a thrill through their bodies. Then Alec was kissing him. Magnus parted his lips, and Alec ran his tongue along the roof of Magnus's mouth, knowing the effect it would have on the warlock. The effect was instantaneous: Magnus's body spasmed as his hands swiftly groped and scrambled up and down Alec's body.

Alec chuckled silently at Magnus's predictable reaction. Magnus bit Alec's lower lip, hard, effectively stopping the laughter. Alec pouted, sticking his bottom lip out, which Magnus promptly sucked into his mouth, soothing the pain of the bite. Alec's arms snaked around Magnus, pulling him closer, kissing him deeply in a frenzy of lips and tongues.

Finally, being able to take no more, Alec pulled away, searching for lube. Magnus wiggled his fingers and cold lube slathered Alec's erection, making him gasp. Magnus waggled his eyebrows, smirking at Alec's reaction.

"Foul play, warlock," Alec growled. Magnus chuckled.

"Get on with it, Nephilim," Magnus retorted.

"As you wish."

Alec aligned himself with Magnus, and gently pressed himself inside. Magnus moaned, grasping for Alec with desperation. Once fully inside, Alec tightened his muscles, causing his erection to dance inside Magnus.

Magnus moaned Alec's name, and Alec smiled. He pulled almost completely out, then pressed back in repeatedly, each time making Magnus gasp with pleasure. Then he started a rhythmic movement, bring Magnus close to the edge, then stopping and changing, making Magnus start all over again. When he felt the pressure building inside himself at last, he pulled completely out of Magnus and stood beside the bed.

Magnus looked at him in confusion, but Alec was feeling rather playful, and wasn't going to let this end quite so quickly. With his index finger, he made a circular motion, indicating for Magnus to roll over. Magnus obeyed, rising to balance himself on his hands and knees.

Alec placed himself at Magnus's entrance again. He teased the warlock, gently inserting the head only, then pulling out again. Finally, Alec couldn't take anymore of his own teasing, and pushed in, both men groaning as his pace quickened.

Magnus dropped to his elbows, balancing on one, reaching for his own erection with his free hand. Seeing Magnus touch himself, knowing he was almost there, made Alec lose control. He moved more rapidly, Magnus's hand pacing him. Then, as Magnus shuddered, Alec grabbed his hips and buried himself in Magnus, holding firmly to his grip as he came apart at the seams, each man moaning the other's name.

Alec wrapped his arms around Magnus, draping over his lover's back and kissing his shoulders and down his spine. Magnus shivered. As the throbbing eased and Alec softened, he finally pulled out and dropped to the bed next to Magnus.

They were both sweaty and panting from exertion and the high they were starting to recover from.

"Where did you learn that, Alec?" Magnus whispered.

Alec smiled, and blushed. Magnus flashed a grin that he reserved only for the moments when he had that effect on Alec. Magnus kissed Alec softly, pulling him closer so their bare chests were touching.

"You know one of the cool things about dating a warlock?" Alec said, grinning. Magnus raised an eyebrow in response. "You don't have to clean up after sex."

Magnus chuckled, then waved a finger and all the mess disappeared, including the dark stain on the silk sheets. He kissed Alec again.

"Do you want clothes?" asked Magnus.

Alec shook his head. "I only want you."

Alec snuggled into Magnus's embrace and said, "I love you, Magnus Bane."

"I love you, too," said Magnus, kissing him gently. "Welcome home, Alec."

And they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.