They were straying close to a serious conversation, but despite that, Magnus couldn't help but indulge himself, scraping his teeth and leaving hot breath against that sensitive spot on Alec's neck that made him quiver. He wanted to completely undo him; because that was his nature, as a demon.

"You have a lot of faith in me," Magnus murmured with a self-depreciating chuckle. He knew his nature, he knew what he was supposed to do, but at the same time, he found himself wondering if he really had to. If this couldn't just be because he wanted to.

"What are you afraid of happening?"