angelic_archer: (Focused)
Alec Lightwood ([personal profile] angelic_archer) wrote 2018-11-01 12:02 am (UTC)

He was dead. Eventually Magnus was going to win and Alec would end up dinner. But he could try to postpone that as long as possible. He hoped...

Trying to focus on Byron instead of Magnus, he stared at the page in front of him as if it would give him the answer he needed to repel an incubus that wanted to get in his pants. "I do not want to be food," he muttered under his breath before turning to another poem. More by Byron, unfortunately. Why couldn't he be studying more Latin? That subject wasn't attractive.

Glancing over the edge of his book, he tried not to panic or to show any or the attraction that he was forcing himself to ignore. "You don't have to perform for me. You're not supposed to entertain me. Technically, you're not even supposed to be here."

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