Drabble: The Training Room
Second drabble for @DisturbingEmily! I like this one, bwahaha. You’ll see why~
Prompt: Training room
Magnus stood in the center of the large room with his arms crossed. His eyes followed Alec as he excitedly ran from wall to wall, pointing out weapons and their uses.
“Ah! And this is a halberd,” he said, pointing at a rack full of what looked like axe heads attached to long poles. “I like fighting with those since they’re ranged.” He looked at Magnus with a large smile on his face. “Jace isn’t good with ranged weapons so it’s nice to have an advantage over him when we spar with those.” He turned back to the weapons and chuckled as he pointed to a specific weapon on the same rack. “Did you know? That one’s called a Guisarme. The head is clearly different than a halberd but for years Jace couldn’t tell the difference!”
Magnus continued staring at the blabbering boy without saying a word. They both had a free day, and out of curiosity, Magnus had asked Alec to show him what his daily routine was like. He thought it’d be a nice bonding moment, but instead he found himself annoyed at the numerous mentions of the annoying blonde. Perhaps this wasn’t as great an idea as he thought.
“Magnus?” Magnus blinked his green eyes focusing on Alec’s worried blue ones. “If I’m boring you, just tell me, we can do something else if you want…”
Magnus looked around the room, the stuffy scent of dust and metal bothering his nose. Honestly, he did want to leave, but something in the back of his mind nagged him.
“So you train here every day? With Jace?” asked Magnus, his eyes not returning to Alec’s.
Alec felt his stomach twist at the feeling that he had done something wrong, even though he didn’t know what. “Y-yeah… We have to. Not keeping up with training puts us in danger. We have to keep our reflexes sharp, our strength at peak, and our stamina at max.”
The corner or Magnus’ mouth twitched and Alec reflexively flinched. He had learned that whenever Magnus did that, he was annoyed.
“Let’s go, Magnus… I can show you the library again, I don’t think I showed you the-“
“No.”
Alec’s muscles tensed at the predatory stare Magnus was now giving him. The warlock began taking large, even strides towards him and unconsciously he stepped backwards, bumping into the rack of dangerous weapons. Magnus stared Alec down, his eyes gleaming with a curious plan. He slipped a single finger under Alec’s chin and lifted it up, their faces barely an inch apart.
“I want to erase your memories of Jace from this room. I want you to only think of me. Always.” His lips curled into a grin as Alec’s face flushed red.
“I do always think of you,” mumbled Alec, his lips jutting out a bit in a stubborn pout.
Magnus hooked his fingers around the loops of Alec’s jeans and pulled their bodies together. He could feel the heat radiating from Alec’s body being absorbed by his own. He leaned into Alec’s ear, whispering breathily, “Then let me make sure.”
Alec shivered as the warlock trailed kisses down his neck, tugging on his shirt to expose more skin to nip at. He lifted his hands and tangled his fingers in Magnus’ silky hair. Closing his eyes, he relished every shiver and moan his lover’s lips enticed out of his body.
Magnus pulled back and pressed his forehead against a breathless Alec’s. “Will you let me take you in this room? We’ll lock the doors. Please?”
Alec nodded hastily and pressed his mouth against the warlock’s hungrily. A low moan rumbled in Magnus’ throat and he was quick to snap his fingers, the double doors glowing briefly as they sealed.
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