Luckily for Alec, those fights were far from Magnus' mind. He had a one-track mind when it came to most things, and right now all he wanted was more of Alec, not to push him away. The words came distantly, something he knew so well he could recall it from memory without thinking.

He tilted his head, ducking his chin to he could press a kiss to Alec's hand, then scrape his teeth against his palm. He was in his element, aroused and wanting to arouse.

"It'll exhaust you," Magnus allowed. "Take too much and you might be in danger. But... mm, all you'd need is a good long sleep after the fact. If I'm careful."

Which he would be. Did that need to be said?