It was difficult to remember why he was afraid while Magnus was kissing his neck. Biting his lip, he braced more of his weight against the counter as his knees tried to forget that they were supposed to support him.

Demon. Magnus was a demon. That's why Alec was supposed to be afraid.

"I'm afraid of what could happen." he admitted, embarrassed at how his voice quavered when Magnus found a sensitive spot. His hands caught in Magnus' shirt and his breath hitched as he tried explain without insulting Magnus. "But not of you." Magnus' nature was dangerous, deadly according to the books that Alec had read, but the being who was kissing him wasn't someone to fear. If Magnus wanted to kill him, he would have done it already. "You won't hurt me."