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“And so, because I didn’t ‘properly’ cite my sources in APA, he failed my paper. Even though the guidelines said MLA,” Alec finished, stabbing a piece of broccoli with his fork with more strength than what was necessary. Isabelle sat in front of him, stealing a fry from Jace’s plate, chewing for a few moments, staring at him before waving her fork at him. “You should fuck his dad,” She said decisively after a while. Jace choked beside her, his fist hitting against the table. They both ignored him. “Why would I do that?” Alec asked, his face flat as he rolled his eyes, reaching forward to steal a fry from Jace’s plate as well while he was distracted.

He had given them a long lecture about the drawbacks and consequences of eating seed oils and the benefits of baked foods over fried foods, only to wait until the last order to order the greasiest items on the menu. He deserved to have his fries stolen.

“Simon has had his papers failed by the guy, what’s his face—”

”Teaching assistant Raphael.”

”Semantics. But Simon has had issues too, besides you’d get fucked and Simon would get revenge by proxy…proxy. See! A win for everyone.”

Jace coughed one last time, nearly hacking up a lung before setting his hands down on the table. “Absolutely not. You will not fuck his dad or anyone.” He waved his fork at the two of them, pointing with a glare at Isabelle for a few seconds longer. Isabelle stuck out her tongue at him, rolling her eyes. Alec did the same, this time pulling Jace’s plate towards him to switch food. Isabelle and him had ordered the healthiest items on the menu to avoid having the newly presented Alpha on their backs only for him to order a burger. They had dealt with his alpha bitchiness for weeks prior to this, he could handle getting his half eaten burger stolen. He cut the burger in half, placing one half on Isabelle’s plate much to her delight, before shoving a fry into his mouth.

Jace opened his mouth to argue against them, Isabelle’s growl interrupting him. “If he wants to fuck Raphael’s dad or anyone else that’s for him to decide.” Jace opened his mouth once again, his alpha’s survival instincts flying from his brain. Alec snorted, picking up the stolen burger to enjoy the show in front of him. Isabelle’s chest puffed out, her omega scent burning at the edges, giving her a bonfire scent. “Are you going to be a pervert or do you have something else to say? Seriously, you present late and all of a sudden you have to flaunt around the knot you never had until now,” She scoffed, her eyes glaring at him. “I’m just saying. You two are omegas, not everything should be resorted to having sex for revenge.”

Isabelle threw her hands up. “Are you fucking stupid? Use your brain. If we were alphas you’d be a pervert right now, but since we aren’t now it's an issue.” She threw her fork down, grabbing a handful of fries to angrily chew. “What? What’s wrong with it? As far as you know, I am going to be safe and use protection if I do have sex with the guy or anyone for that matter. What’s wrong with sex?” Alec challenged, raising his eyebrow. He may have been a virgin and not as experienced as his siblings, but that didn’t mean sex would be a stigmatized topic between them. He was the eldest, if they were doing things quicker than him, then he needed to still set an example. Jace’s resolve crumbled, his face scrunching up as he muttered under his breath. Isabelle scoffed at him one last time before looking back over at her older brother.

“Anyways. Yes, no, maybe?”

Alec shrugged, shifting a bit uncomfortably. “I mean, if you did something to someone would you want them to…you know…sleep with Maryse or Robert?” He asked hesitantly, setting down the burger to grab his soda instead. “Why would I give someone a reason to fuck Maryse or Robert?” Isabelle countered, raising her eyebrow as she took a bite from the burger. Alec tilted his head. She did have a point there. “I don’t even know what he looks like though,” He mumbled, staring down at the stolen plate before grabbing his burger again. Isabelle gave him a toothy grin, her eyes wide and sparkling in delight. “He’s right there,” She gleefully announced, grabbing Jace in a headlock. A yelp escaped Alec’s mouth, his body sinking down in the booth as he swallowed his half chewed food painfully. “Oh he’s sexy,” Isabelle purred, her dark red lips stretching in a smile as she craned her neck to see more of the man behind Alec’s side of the booth, her arms wrapping tighter around the 6 '0'’ alpha in her arms.

Alec had to give it to their mom, for him and Isabelle both being 5’10” omegas with the thinnest builds, they could hold their own against alphas. That did remind him to add another 3 large gifts to her Mother’s Day gift as well. They must have torn her exiting, he thought, shuddering slightly. She was a strong Alpha for sure. “Raphael’s headed to a booth and Mr. Sexy is about to walk past us if you wanna nonchalantly ask for a refill for me,” Isabelle whispered, straightening up with one last rough shove at Jace. Alec sat up, his back rod straight as his knuckles clenched at his pants. He didn’t want to see his father face to face.

“Can we get more refills?” He asked politely as Isabelle said “I think you should fuck his dad as revenge!”, the same exact moment as a server walked past them with the hostess and Raphael with his father walked past. He’s going to murder her. “Absolutely!” The server exclaimed, his eyes lingering on Alec before he spurred into action. The hostess guiding the two choked, coughing awkwardly as she turned to engage in small talk with the two. Alec looked at the side, intending to apologize profusely on the behalf of his sister. “She did not mean to say that,” He started, Isabelle gleefully laughing as they looked over, Alec’s face burning at the sight of his teaching assistant glaring down at him, his gaze quickly flickering back to the table. “You’re totally fine!” The hostess said, her voice high pitched as she sped up, ushering the two quickly to a booth a few ways in front of them.

They sat in silence for a few moments, Jace’s jaw tensed up tightly. Alec glared at Isabelle, his hands covering his face as he hissed at her. “Stop it. Behave.” The omega girl stuck her tongue out at him, picking up a fry to dip in ketchup. “He checked you out,” She bragged, her chin lifting pridefully as she smiled at her brother. “Of course he fucking was, he’s a fucking alpha.” Jace muttered. Alec’s heartbeat skyrocketed, his cheeks warming slightly. He had not seen his teaching assistant's father in the first place but Isabelle did not have as much of a questionable taste in men as Jace did with women. Isabelle and Alec glared at him.

“You’re just jealous he’s taller.”

“Who asked you?”

They both spoke at the same time. He had been moody for weeks before, this was the least he could take. They had dealt with worse from him anyways, and the cherry on top was him stinking the entire house up with alpha pheromones. A bit of attitude and arguments were nothing compared to his flaunting around shirtless in the house. Omegas were omegas, not sex crazy addicts. He wasn’t going to impress anybody.

“So,” Isabelle started, winking at him with a smile. “Yes, yes, or maybe?” Alec rolled his eyes at her, opening his mouth to shut her down before his phone ringing interrupted them. “It’s mom,” He mumbled, sliding out of the booth with a pointed glare.

“That’s not a no!”

”Hi, mom,” He greeted, shooting Isabelle a “behave” look before nodding thankfully at an older alpha who held the door open for him. “What are you two up to?” Maryse immediately asked, her voice suspicious. Alec hung his head.

“Noth—“

”I know you two. And I felt it in my scar. What are you two planning?”

Alec breathed in through his nose, exhaling through his mouth slowly. “My teaching assistant gave me a fail because my paper was in MLA citations like the guidelines said. In his words, it should have been APA, but Mom, the guidelines said MLA,” He whined, kicking at a stray rock on the sidewalk as he shuffled in place.

“And?”

“And Isabelle said I should fuck his dad as revenge because Simon has issues with him too,” He mumbles, his eyes downcast as he admitted it. “…Well. Are you—you’re a smart omega, if you decide to, not that’s a bad thing. Just. Be safe. And smart.” Alec’s jaw dropped, his face burning.

“Mom, that’s not. No!”

“What did Isabelle say afterwards?” Maryse coughed awkwardly.

“I asked if she would want someone to…you know…with you or Robert. And she said No because she wouldn't give someone a reason to.”

“She’s not wrong. The choice is up to you. You don’t have to and you are a smart omega! Person. You are a very smart person.” Baby steps.

“That sounds so weird from you. Really? What do you actually think?”

The line went silent. “As your mother, I would rather you make smarter choices. As someone who was once in your position, I would have rather slept protected with my professor’s father one time than do what I did and spend the night in jail.”

Alec’s jaw dropped impossibly farther. “That stays between us! Choice is yours! Love you, bye!” Maryse hung up the phone. The divorce had changed her, she was trying to be supportive in the only way she knew how to. Still, doesn’t mean that Alec wasn’t mortified listening to it. His mother, Isabelle, and him had all gotten into an argument a few years ago when Isabelle had first presented. The words cut deep, the pain lingering behind the words. They continued on without any apologies, but their words remained in their lives. He breathed in deeply, his eyes shifting to the side as he willed his face to cool down. His eyes caught on the car parked next to the handicap spot, his blue eyes wide.

He wasn’t the best with noticing cars nor was a crazy fan about cars, but he knew a nice car when he spotted one. He leaned his head forward for a few moments, eyebrows scrunching up as he looked at the car. He was a New York native born through and through. He wouldn’t be easily impressed by any nice car. There were far too many people who had purchased cars using their newfound high wages to sign a lease only to downgrade their cars after a few months. Too many too focused on flaunting wealth for those without the care and eyes to notice it.

His nose wrinkled for a few seconds. The car looked oddly familiar to him, almost too familiar. He leaned down slightly, his eyes squinting against the sun as he attempted to look at the front lip of the car. Most cars that were lowered would have scratches on the bottom of the lip, too many refusing to step out to remove the lip before traveling especially in New York traffic. He wouldn’t get too excited. While the car was uncommon, it wasn’t too rare either nor was it that difficult of a car to import. If he crouched down, there could be a small detail to reveal their owner.

“I suppose the saying is true: Beautiful cars do indeed draw beautiful omegas.”

Alec straightened up, his nerves buzzing as he turned on his heel. “Alpha Bane,” He greeted, lowering his head slightly in greeting as he resisted the urge to shield his eyes from the sun. His eyes were stinging against the sun but he did not want to shield his eyes and subsequently hinder his vision. His throat cleared. “Magnus,” Alec corrected, rolling his eyes slightly at the man. “Did you miss me so much to follow me to the same restaurant?” Magnus teased, his eyes lazily trailing over his form. “I missed your car, not you,” Alec immediately corrected, his hands twitching slightly at the lie. Magnus gave him an even lazier smile.

Damn alpha and his confidence.

“Want to join me?” He held the keys up at the omega teasingly, gesturing to the driver’s seat. Alec stared at him before shoving him carefully, stepping around him to get to the passenger side. “You know I can’t drive,” He mumbled, his eyes flickering over the top of the car to Magnus. “You can drive, you just are scared,” Magnus chided, coming around the car to open the door for him. Alec stuck his tongue out at him before he shut the door. “Shift for me?” Magnus asked, entering the driver’s seat with ease. His inner omega preened, breathing in deeply his musky scent. The aftereffects of a rut tinted his scent wonderfully.

Alec rested his head against his arm, his hand wrapping around the gear shift knob loosely. “I failed my paper today,” He mumbled, a whine threatening to escape the edge of his words. His eyes shut easily, the close proximity and the alpha’s scent taking away the stress of the day as though it never happened. “The teaching assistant said I didn’t cite my sources correctly. But the guidelines said MLA so I did MLA!” Alec’s voice rose, the frustration dripping off his words. He looked up at the man, his eyebrows furrowing slightly. Magnus hummed low in his throat, bumping his head into his, the car rumbling to life. “And that’s why you’re cheating on your brother’s stupid diet?” Magnus’s words sounded bitter.

Alec waited for his finger to raise up, their signal for when Alec could change the gears. Magnus driving versus Magnus teaching him to drive were completely different things in their own sense. He moved the gear shift to put the car in reverse, his shoulders relaxing. “He waited until we ordered first to get himself a burger.”

Magnus looked at him, his eyebrow raised as his lips flattened. Alec met his gaze, moving the gear shift to be in the first gear. “I stole it after he ate half,” Alec quickly said, his scent sweetening at the care in the alpha’s eyes. Magnus’s knuckles relaxed against the steering wheel. “I failed my paper and I had a salad when I could have had a burger today,” Alec mumbled, his cheek pressed against Magnus’s arm, muffling his words. His scent hung in the air sourly, the soft notes of his scent becoming pungent with his upset. Magnus’s hand came forward, his fingers losing themselves in black locks of hair. “I’m sorry,” He murmured quietly, his rings bringing a cooling sensation as his fingers rubbed into his scalp.

Alec’s eyes shut as a soft purr began at his chest. The day could always be reset with his alpha’s company. He opened his eyes after the engine became louder, his eyes half lidded as he forced his brain to stay awake. If he wanted to shut his eyes completely, then Magnus’s hand would stop their ministrations. If he was able to spend less time on his studies, then he would be able to understand when and when not to shift without needing Magnus’s signal.

“What did your siblings say?”

He stretched slowly, his seat all the way back so that he could stretch comfortably. He moved the back rest of the seat, leaning it back so he could hold the man’s hand in his lap as he rested comfortably. “Isabelle said I should fuck his dad,” Alec snorted, as if saying it out loud again was such an absurd statement. A smile found its home on Magnus’s face, his eyeliner curving upwards with the width of it. He looked over at him from the corner of his eyes, maintaining his speed and distance from other cars. “And?” He asked.

Alec laughed, his eyes trailing down to his lap as his pale fingers played with the rings on Magnus’s lap. “I’m not doing that. What if he’s old? He must be…senile or something to have raised someone like “TA Raphael Santiago”. What if I have to go get his cane just to get him to bed?” Alec mocked, his hands waving exaggeratedly. Magnus’s gaze returned to the road, his finger tapping four times against the steering wheel.

“He cannot be that old,” Magnus immediately disagreed, a weird expression making its way to his face. Alec was too focused on changing the position of the gear shift to notice it. “Robert is 45. He has to be older than that if Raphael is 3 years older than me,” Alec insisted, his fingers pulling off a thin band from his tanned finger to spin the band in his long fingers instead. “45 is old now?” Magnus’s brows met his hairline. “Ancient,” Alec confirmed, pulling apart his stack of rings on his index finger to stack them differently.

“Unless Raphael was adopted or perhaps placed in his care simply?” Magnus offered, pulling his hand from the omega’s grasp to instead rest at the back of the passenger seat to help him peer over his shoulder to check his blind spot. He looked over quickly, his hand encompassing the smaller omega’s hand on the gear shift knob, his leg and hand moving in tandem as he entered higher speeds. “You sound like you want me to fuck him too,” Alec frowned, his arms crossing against his chest. His scent soured at the thought. He didn’t want any other alpha or beta, he already had one he was in the process of being courted with. Magnus huffed a soft laugh, his thumb coming forward to stroke his cheeks.

“Too soon?” He asked, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “What do you think?” The omega snapped, his shoulders curling in as he tore at the skin of his lip with his hand. “Go find another omega.”

Magnus’s demeanor changed immediately, his knuckles curling around the steering wheel again. Alec turned in his seat, his hand dropping down in his lap as he stared out the window, his back to the Alpha. “Sorry,” He mumbled, his face burning with shame. A low blow for what was small teasing. The jealousy thrummed in his veins like an unwanted vice. Magnus’s hand came to a rest on his thigh. Not squeezing or rubbing. Just acting as a small weight. His eyes flickered from the inside of the car to the passing roads outdoors.

“Alexander.”

His shoulders rose up with the weight of his name. He peeked through the corner of his eye, turning his head the smallest amount. Magnus’s hand was held open in the air. He turned forward slowly, placing his hand carefully into his palm. “Are you alright?” Magnus asked carefully, his thumb rubbing over his knuckles. Alec’s heart softened, his stress leaving his body temporarily with his sigh. “Everybody else passed, but I failed my paper because I followed the guidelines,” He mumbled, his eyes prickling with the admission.

He didn’t understand how he had been the only one to fail when the rest of his class had passed. Especially with Raphael being easy on the class, or so everyone said. It was as though he were specifically targeted for being one of the few omegas in the class. He cleared the thought with another heavy sigh. If he had failed his paper then he had failed his paper. He could not fault his teacher for assuming it was due to his status, he thought guiltily.

He leaned his head down to rest on Magnus’s arm, his hands coming forward to scrub at his eyes. His fingers wrapped around his wrist, the scent gland located there coating his fingers in his scent and a small sheen of oil. He wanted to be wrapped up in blankets, laying next to his alpha, doing nothing for the entire day. He did not need to be held or even weigh down the man with his body as he slept. He just wanted to exist in the same room as his alpha, breathe the same air he did. He had given up his daily phone calls with the alpha to settle for nightly good night texts instead and still failed the paper that made him do it in the first place.

“I think, your sister had the right sentiment,” Magnus started carefully, his hand freeing itself to cradle his head instead. “I’m not saying you should fuck some…old man. But, if you feel terrible to this point, then it’s only fair to make the other person feel terrible if you really wanted to play devil’s advocate.”

His hands were held in the air in surrenderance. Alec eyed him warily, his head lifting up from his shoulder. “You’re just saying that so you can find out who Raphael Santiago is to pretend to be his dad so I can fuck you,” Alec accused, his scent shooting up in interest. Damn his inner omega. “What was that?” Magnus asked innocently, his hand leaving his head to rest on the gear shift knob without any weight behind it.

“I said—“

Magnus revved the engine.

Alec’s lips flattened, his eyes glaring at the man. “I said—”

The engine roared to life once more.

“I’m going to break your exhaust.”

Magnus didn’t rev the engine again.

“I wouldn’t pretend to be his father,” He said exasperatedly. “I would make a great DILF, but only when we have pups of our own. I would pretend to be his guardian at most.” Magnus smiled widely, waving his hand flippantly. Almost a bit too widely. “Don’t say things like that. I’m not sleeping with you.” Alec absolutely would jump the man the first moment he got.

Magnus’s scent wafted in the air of the car, the smug attitude practically being there for him to taste. “You’re focusing on this more than Izzy does,” The omega laughed slightly, his eyes sparkling at the interest his alpha had for him. “Did you tell her you were coming with me or should I expect a reverse ransom text?” Magnus asked dramatically, the car slowing down carefully. The omega’s eyes widened, his hands scrambling to reach into his back pocket.

“I forgot to text her,” He whined exaggeratedly, peeking up at the man. “I’m not texting her, she’s not my family officially yet,” Magnus smugly laughed. Alec risked a glance at his phone.

R we fucking his dad

Alec

ale

alec

yes?

Or are we fucking him?

Trick question

you’re right

you fuck his dad and I’ll fuck him like a man

Alec squinted down at his phone in confusion. “Your sister in law is stupid. She’s gone from me needing to fuck his dad in revenge to me fucking his dad while she quote fucks him like a man end quote?” Alec’s eyebrows scrunched in confusion. “Well, he’d certainly needs a lay,” Magnus muttered, his hand moving the gear shift as the light finally turned green. “From what you’ve told me,” He tacked on quickly, his eyes flickering over to him quickly. Alec paid him no mind.

I am not fucking his dad. If you want to “fuck him like a man”, go for it. You are old enough to make your decisions. I went with Magnus on a car ride, by the way. Most likely won’t go back to the restaurant.

He waited for her response, his body jerking slightly. “Magnus,” he warned, fighting the smile coming on his face. “Sorry.” He absolutely was not sorry.

Jace ordered round two

but

I chased the server down and changed his order to a small salad

we get two burgers

but

its gonna be two hours

three large parties came when u got up so

>:(

actually

you’re with magnus

have funnnnnnnn

do everything I would and wouldn’t do >:) <3

He snorted, tossing his phone into the cup holder. “Apparently she ordered more food for herself and I, but it will take two hours because three parties walked in.”

”Two hours?!” Magnus’s voice was high pitched and excited. Normally a hilarious sight but not in this case. His inner omega was practically celebrating alongside the alpha from inside his chest, his heart fluttering.

Magnus made a detour, coincidentally taking the route that would take him to the home he had purchased on the outskirts of the city as a courting gift. The final step of their courting rituals being dragged out for the sole fact that this was Alec’s last semester before graduation and their official mating consummation. Perhaps it was the stress and impatience that made him sensitive. It was not his first failed paper nor grade. And yet, this failed grade had hit harder than the rest, the intent of it hitting his chest deeply.

His nerves were set aflame once more, this time for a completely different reason. His foot tapped against the floor of the car, this time the smile winning its rightful spot on his face. He could not and would not fuck his teacher’s assistant, but he could sleep with his own actual alpha. Alec jerked back, the engine of the car roaring to life once more with Magnus’s heightened excitement. He bit his lip, sitting up straight as he shoved his hands underneath his legs. He did not want to do anything rash and reckless. Well, at least in the car. He had no control and would not take any accountability when he got inside.

“Did you pay three large parties to enter the restaurant for this exact moment?” Alec asked. Magnus raised an eyebrow, lazily smirking. “Not a bad idea,” He muttered, his eyes glinting at the new idea. He was taking note of it for future use of course. Alec scoffed at him, his inner omega practically throwing itself at his ribs to reach his alpha. “Whatever you say, Alpha Bane.” He dragged out the syllables of the title.

Magnus’s face dropped immediately, his lip curling up. Alec wanted to bite it. “Stupid damn tradition. I have spent multiple heats and ruts with you but the moment I court you to officiate our mating, we have to use our last names,” He scoffed, his displeasure clear. His sandalwood scent went musky as his eyes rolled.

The new way of courting and courtship made no sense to Alec either. He didn’t understand why they had to abide by the new courtship rules when the old way of courtship was perfectly fine. He didn’t want a teddy bear or stuffed animal to sleep with that smelled like his alpha’s scent. He wanted the blankets and clothes instead, the things he had an actual use for. He didn’t understand why he could spend multiple heats and ruts with his boyfriend yet not be able to stay the night nor sleep in the same bed with him, unlike the older ways where he could first sleep in the same bed with the man during their courtship. All trivial matters to shame the other party rather than the alpha. He disregarded the new courtship guidelines in private, only using it to mess with the man as a joke.

Alec stretched his arms out, curling inwards as much as he could in the small space of the car. Magnus finally turned into their drive way, leaving the car outside parked in gear. He opened the car immediately, unbuckling himself first to be able to step out and open the passenger seat for his omega. “I missed you,” He said quietly, his arms tightened around him, easily holding the weight of him in his arms. “Don’t be a sap,” Alec said, his face heating up. He stepped into his embrace, practically melting in his warmth and scent.

Two more weeks and he could have this to himself finally. Be over with the schools, the studies, the late nights filled with textbooks and spare sheets of paper. He could sleep with fabrics saturated in their combined scents on the daily, not having to make due with sweaters and hoodies that had not been scented in a few days. He knew there were other couples that went weeks, almost months without each other’s scents, but he was not them. He could complain and whine about not having his alpha’s proximity and scent around him if he wanted to.

His alpha’s sandalwood scent tickled his nose, the spiced notes resting deep in his lungs. His arms were warm and heavy, never dragging him down, always holding him up the way his strong legs kept him standing.

His eyes slip shut before he can even command them to stay open, the spiced sandalwood scent resting deep inside his lungs. The purr that erupted from his chest was almost as deep as the man’s scent, the strength of it resonating where their bodies met. His inner omega was curling up into its metaphorical nest, its pacing settled with the instinctual trust in the alpha. He felt weightless in his arms, his cheek cushioned against his shoulder as they walked, well Magnus walked up the driveway. The final push of his degree left him more exhausted than he thought.

His eyes only opened when he was set against the couch, his alpha’s weight settling against his own in the most comforting way possible. Moments like this made him appreciate the way he was built unlike other omegas. He had been so hard on himself for taking other’s smaller builds with a view of jealousy when he had had his alpha beside him at almost every moment. He envied their smaller builds not realizing while the smaller builds would allow them to be easily lifted, it would make it damn near a hazard to have their alpha lay on them, acting a weighted blanket. And Magnus was his favorite weighted and heated blanket.

The quiet hum of their appliances filled the air, their garage whirring softly as it shut. Alec stretched his legs out, pointing his feet towards the bed before wrapping his legs around the alpha’s waist. “Are you really that tired?” Magnus asked, his lips already finding their way to his neck and shoulders. Alec hummed, tilting his head for easier access.

“For you? Never,” He said immediately, pulling one of Magnus’s hands from his waist.

He took in the planes of the alpha’s shoulders, the way his jacket slid off so easily into a pile on the floor. “Pick it up,” He immediately commanded, watching how quickly the alpha obeyed and placed it over the back of their couch instead. Magnus’s scent sharpened before relaxing once more.

“When we are mated you won’t be that messy, right?”

A nip was delivered to his shoulder subduing him momentarily. The omega bit his lip to subdue his whimper. The heat in his lower abdomen built, burning deeply through his legs as well. The alpha simply raised an eyebrow at him, continuing his trail of kisses back down his body, a large tan hand raising his sweater as he made his way down. The cold air hit his exposed stomach immediately, his leg curling up to push against the couch for a few moments as he attempted to recompose himself.

His skin burned as he felt the large initial rings Magnus favored on his thumbs rubbed against the skin of his hips, the pressure following with the brief cold. “Remember that phone call?” Magnus’s lips moved against his thigh, his teeth being felt as he smiled. “I didn’t do anything,” Alec immediately panted, his leg pressing against his chest to push down the alpha with his foot.

Magnus caught his foot in one hand, pinning his leg by the calf against the couch. Magnus leaned to the side, smiling into the meat of his thigh, ignoring the fact that his pants were still on. “No?” His lips moved against his thigh, his breath being felt through his jeans. Alec bit his tongue to hold back a small whine. His hands curled at the back of the alpha’s shirt, wrinkling the silk shirt he wore. His hands tugged with purpose, pulling him up strongly, the alpha following obediently.

Golden green eyes met blue. Magnus smiled at him slowly, his nostrils flaring slightly as he breathed in the omega’s scent. “Why are you so eager?” Alec questioned, removing one hand from where he had curled it into his alpha’s shirt, wrapping an arm around his neck instead. Magnus surged forward, pressing a kiss to his lips. Alec immediately pressed his own in return, pulling back when he tried to intensify the kiss, Magnus’s head following slightly.

“Can’t an alpha be excited to see his omega?”

Magnus pressed his cheek against his own, rubbing slightly. Alec’s hand automatically moved up, scratching at the base of his neck slightly. His fingers toyed with the shorter hairs. Alec laughed, his alpha’s smile pressing against his neck. He hooked his foot on the back of the couch, the other rubbing against the couch. “I can’t miss you?” Magnus questioned, his hands letting go of his waist to wrap around him instead. “You missed me?” Alec asked, suddenly feeling giddy.

Magnus lifted his head, pressing his forehead against the other’s. “Of course. I always miss you,” He said with the conviction of a thousand suns. Alec eyes flickered down to his lips, a smile worming its way to his face. He leaned forward the barest of amounts, meeting Magnus halfway for a real kiss.

He sighed immediately, his body sagging with relief. His hand fanned out, moving alongside the muscles of the alpha’s back as his arms slipped out from underneath him to instead press into the couch. His tongue slipped snide easily, the omega offering a few languid licks before breaking apart from him. A small breeze against his stomach made his body tense and twitch before relaxing when the Alpha’s hands immediately moved down to cover the exposed skin.

“I missed you,” He whispered, not for the first time, pressing a few kisses to his cheek. A small rumble escaped the alpha’s chest, his scent curling into the air around the omega’s scent. Magnus rolled them over carefully, his hands settling back down against his hips.

“I don’t want to be on top,” Alec whined, burying his head into his neck, directly breathing in the man’s scent from the scent gland. Magnus chuckled low in his throat, a hand moving to slip down the waistband of his sweatpants instead. “I know, my love,” He hummed, his hand curving down the slopes of his body as he prodded gently at his entrance. Alec whimpered softly, his legs tensing slightly at the cold press of Magnus’s rings.

“How was work?” The omega turned his head, his fingers curling against the alpha’s chest. “Better than your class,” Magnus joked, pressing a fluttering kiss to his temple as his finger pressed in with little struggle. Alec’s face scrunched up before relaxing after a minute, his body getting used to the intrusion only due to the pheromones from the alpha’s scent gland.

Alec’s forehead hit the alpha’s collarbone, his body sagging into the alpha’s even more. His scent drooped with displeasure. Pale hands moved forward, gently cradling his mate’s face as he guided him down to meet him halfway. Their lips reconnected at the same time Magnus pressed another finger in, his mouth swallowing the whine that followed.

“Ohhh,” Alec panted, pulling away to bury his face into his shoulder as his eyes scrunched forward. “Sorry, sorry.” He chanted, breathing heavily as his hands curled into fists against the man’s chest. “You’re alright, my love,” Magnus immediately responded, his free hand moving to cup the back of his head. He nodded after a few moments, his entrance twitching slightly at the press of Magnus’s rings against his walls.

The alpha offered another rumble, his fingers moving in a scissoring motion as his thumb rubbed at his tailbone.

“I want another.”

“Hm?”

Magnus cheekily smiled, laughing slightly when he got a swat to the side of his neck. He moved down, pressing a few wet kisses to the omega’s cheek. He immediately took the omega’s mouth once again his mate’s, wrapping his arm around the omega’s neck to keep him from pulling away as he added another two fingers. A muffled yelp escaped Alec’s mouth straight into Magnus’s as a few tears prickled at the corners of his eyes. He moaned softly, his hands sweeping up the alpha’s neck to tangle themselves back into his neck.

“Don’t tease,” He whined, barely being able to pull away before the alpha turned them on their sides, keeping him pressed between his body and the couch. His fingers slipped out slightly, pressing in harder and deeper as the omega’s leg came to rest around his hip. Magnus’s tongue pressed into his mouth hungrily, his head moving to follow the omega’s as a few grunts of pleasure escaped.

Alec turned his head, his eyebrows furrowing as his eyes moved to stare at the ceiling as a silent moan tore through his body. Magnus smirked against his cheek, his teeth glinting in the light before he dipped his head down. His teeth tugged at the skin of his neck, his tongue lapping away the sting of pain. “Inside,” Alec whined, his back arching up before being pressed against the couch again by a firm hand.

“Inside, inside. Alpha, inside,” He whined, his eyes watering as he leaned his head down to press his forehead against Magnus’s. “Inside?” Magnus repeated, smiling annoyingly as his head followed the omega’s, panting slightly. “Magnus,” The omega growled, tugging at the hair at the back of his throat.

The alpha laughed, his hand slipping out from inside of him. His palm pressed against the skin of his body, moving forward to tug the sweatpants low before unzipping his own pants. “Hurry up,” The omega commanded, his eyes flashing in annoyance. Magnus’s hand smacked the meat of his thigh. “Don’t be a brat,” He laughed, his hands languidly moving to pull himself from his own pants.

Alec’s leg wrapped tighter around his hip, his heel pressing into his back with urgency. A small moan escaped his mouth, soft pants following after. His inner omega was keening at the side of his ribs, pressing against him desperately. Magnus pressed their bodies impossibly closer, his hand wrapping around their cocks, rubbing them together to gather a bit of slick. Alec whined loudly, his hand moving forward to press against his mouth as his eyes scrunched close.

He was too pent up to be a brat as much as he wanted to be, his inner omega faring worse than he was. “Alpha, alpha, alpha,” He whined, his hips rolling forward at the same Magnus’s hand squeezed. The omega pressed his head into his shoulder, wrapping an arm around his shoulder as his hand moved in between their bodies. He pressed against his alpha’s wrist, attempting to tug it away before his back arched.

Magnus tugged him forward, lifting them slightly to press him flat on the couch instead. He pulled away from the omega’s body, pressing a kiss against his forehead before standing straight. His hands lifted him easily, his tip pressing against his entrance. Alec sighed, his hands flying to grip onto the man’s forearms as he nodded a bit eagerly. The alpha pressed in smoothly, offering a few chuffs of encouragement. “Please.” Alec’s voice cracked with the desperation simmering in his chest.

“Alpha,” He moaned, biting his lip at the gentle thrusts. He scrunched his eyes closed, opening them after a few seconds to ground himself. He made a soft whine in his throat, Magnus obediently curling over his body to reconnect their lips. Alec’s tongue slipped out, licking against the alpha’s for a few laps before he turned away to let his pleasure be known in the alpha’s ear directly.

The alpha rubbed his thumbs into his hip bones, wrapping his hands around the meat of the body offered to him.

“Oh my, Alexander.”

Alec keened, his back arching off of the couch before his hands moved to grip onto the couch, hips moving slowly. He was enjoying himself, soft pants escaping his mouth. Magnus watched him with a soft smile, breathing heavily as he allowed him to. “Are you enjoying yourself?” He teased, offering a few strong thrusts. The omega sucked in a deep breath, his lips flattening as his head moved up.

He moaned in response, his hands scrambling against the fabric of the couch to push himself up and down a few times before he whined. “Magnus,” He suddenly growled, the heel of his foot digging sharply into his back before his arms moved underneath the alpha’s, his fingers digging into the skin of his back. “Magnus, fuck me—“ His growl died down, a high pitched whine escaping his lips as the man’s hand curled onto the top of his head. He sped up, offering a few sharp thrusts to the omega’s pleasure.

“Are you going to mark me up?” Magnus teased, pulling almost completely out before sharply pressing in once again. Alec’s hand scrambling against his back, his nails digging in as his hands raked down. “You aren’t being a brat, today,” He commented, laughing in between his thrusts, his hips snapping forward. “Shut up,” His omega growled, his small omega fangs flashing dangerously at him.

Magnus chuckled again, his hand coming up to prod at his fang with a thumb. Alec nipped his thumb, his eyes half lidded before his lips wrapped around his thumb. His tongue pressed against the pad of Magnus’s thumb, his hands moving to scratch a heart into the man’s back. “I’m already courting you, you don’t need to mark me,” Magnus teased, the words barely escaping before a grunt of pleasure escaped. “I didn’t get to eat real food. Hurry up,” The omega panted, pressing his forehead into his shoulder.

Magnus offered one last sharp thrust, finishing inside him. Alec moaned into his ear, whining for a few seconds as his walls tightened around him. The alpha patted his hip after a few minutes, slipping out gently. His hand wrapped around the omega’s paler, his thumb dragging his lip slightly as he pulled it out. The omega twitched, his head lolling to the side slowly as he watched his mate.

Magnus pressed a few gentle kisses to his stomach, moving down to connect his lips against the insides of his thighs, pressing wet kisses against the meat of his thigh. “Alpha, finish,” He whined, his legs pressing against the sides of his head. “Don’t rush,” Magnus chided, taking a small chunk of soft skin into his mouth before lapping at his thigh. He pressed his lips against the skin where his leg met his hip, sucking harshly as his hand wrapped around the omega’s cock. His hand tugged gently, his thumb swiping across his tip before he offered a more steady jerks, marking the omega’s thighs as he did so.

The omega's hand curled into the alpha’s black locks, his toes against his back as he finished, his pale stomach being painted with a few white droplets. He panted softly, his eyes fluttering shut as he breathed. Magnus waited for a few moments, letting his body melt into the couch before he stood, tucking himself back in.

The omega whined quietly, his hands slipping away from the man’s body as he slipped away. Distantly, he heard the sink turn on, the water running for a few seconds before his alpha returned. A warm towel wiped against his stomach and thighs, gentle swipes being immediately followed by Magnus’s warm hand. His fingers were bare from his rings, the alpha completely bare of any jewelry. Alec’s eyes opened languidly, the omega watching him tiredly.

“Come here.”

Magnus set the towel aside, redressing him with warm hands before holding him in his embrace tightly. Alec sagged against him, his hands coming up to rub at his eyes. “I’m going to fall asleep on you,” He whispered, smiling dopily at the alpha before his head lolled against the man’s chest. Magnus rumbled, his hand combing through his hair as he pressed long, gentle kisses to his forehead. Alec hummed in content.

He held the omega in his arms, securing his embrace around him as he stood up. He walked with him in his arms as though he weighed nothing, coating them with a scent removing spray. “Are you ok?” He murmured, grabbing his keys from their entrance table. Alec nodded against his chest, a soft purr proving his point.

“Are you still upset?”

”I’m thinking of poisoning my TA’s coffee,” The omega answered honestly. Magnus barked a laugh.

“Darling, really?” The alpha’s smile betrayed his scolding tone. “He deserves it!” Alec protested, a smile creeping onto his face. “You’re too pretty for jail, Alexander,” Magnus told him, opening the door to the automatic Maserati before setting him down on his feet. Alec’s heart swelled in his chest, his face burning slightly.

His alpha always did take good care of him.

“Let’s get you back to your siblings.”