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It'd been a stupid thing to do. Izzy and Jace had given him the spell book as a joke. The thing looked old but his siblings were sure that it was fake. It was just some new age book that had been stained and beaten up to look authentic. Alec hadn't been so sure, but one night when they were all too drunk to know better, Alec had recited the words of one of the spells. Of course it'd been him. He was the only one who knew Latin and if magic was real, he wasn't going to let it effect his siblings.

At first they assumed nothing happened, laughing over the paper cut that Alec had given himself when Church had knocked over the stack of DVDs sitting on the coffee and Alec had sliced his finger on a page. It was a jump scare, but nothing dangerous had happened. It wasn't until later... when Alec was alone that he realized that the book was real.

Which was how he ended up with an incubus in his apartment. an incredibly beautiful, hot incubus that decided that Alec was his next snack. When Alec panicked and somehow managed to keep from falling into bed - or whatever convenient surface the demon could find - Magnus eventually quit trying to get him naked. Temporarily of course.

Instead he decided that he was Alec's new roommate. Alec tried to convince Magnus that the summoning was an accident. He tried to banish him. Nothing worked. Since the arcane hadn't succeeded, Alec tried a simpler method. Stretched out on the couch, he studiously ignored the incubus, trying to read his textbook instead of ogle his new 'roommate'.

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His eyes alight on Alec with sharp, keen interest. Magnus hadn't exactly been gunning for a date, even if that's basically what they were doing, what anyone else would call it. At the same time, he's... pleased by the offer. If Alec weren't phrasing it as a mission designed to get rid of Magnus.

"It's up to you, I suppose," he says. "If you order me to do it, then... that's a mission. But as it stands... It's just something that I want to do."

Magnus wasn't agreeing to a movie and takeout because he had to. He wanted to spend the evening with him. A tiny voice in the back of his head warned him that it was because Magnus wanted him to be dessert, but it was easy to ignore.

"You want to have a date with me." It almost sounded like a question, and he couldn't hide the smile that the thought caused. The first open smile that he'd given Magnus since the incubus had been summoned to the apartment. "It's not an order. I don't want to give you orders. You shouldn't be forced to do things." He was rambling. He needed to stop before he embarrassed himself or Magnus changed his mind about the date. "I'd like it to be a date."

Magnus would have looked down and away, embarrassed by the statement. He's an incubus, a sex demon, made to seduce and devour. Not go on dates with cute boys. But that smile on Alec's face warms him in a way that nothing else ever has.

What is with him? He's just enjoying this freedom too much.

"Then." He clears his throat, smiling shyly. Yes, shyly. "It's a date."

It's not lost on him that Alec says, too, that he shouldn't be forced to do things. That's... nice. In a way that no one has ever been to him.

Alec wished that he could think that the sudden desire to kiss Magnus was because his roommate was an incubus but he knew that wasn't the reason. He liked how Magnus looked when he smiled like that, wanted to see more of the person that seemed shy over simple things like dates.

He stared a little too long at Magnus' lips. flushing brighter as he offered Magnus the menu. "Uh - dinner? Do you want something specific or should we order a bunch of different things to try?"

"Bunch of things," Magnus chirped happily, pleased to be able to sample some human cuisine. Also pleased that they seemed to have broken through their impasse. Things weren't fully clear and out in the open, but at least they seemed to be on roughly the same page. That was progress that Magnus could get behind.

"Or is that too adventurous for you?" he teases gently from behind the menu, cat-eyes alight with good humor.

"I'm not that boring, Magnus." He pretended to be annoyed, but there was a hint of amusement in his voice. He knew that the others thought he was too straight-laced but there were reasons for his grumpiness in some situations. "I don't like the clubs Izzy goes to because they're too loud. They're too - " He gestured vaguely with his free hand, trying to explain what he'd never been able to put into words for Izzy. "I like clubs with music that you can actually hear the words to the songs. I like to dance." His tastes were just old fashioned, which everyone thought was boring.

Pausing, he started pointing at items on the menu. "These are my favorites. I haven't tried the squid yet but Izzy keeps daring me to."

"Then we're trying the squid," Magnus said matter-of-fact. "Then you can brag to your sister."

Truthfully, this Izzy did sound like the more exciting of the Lightwoods, but Alec had his own undeniable charm that Magnus was finding harder and harder to resist.

"And I've never been to a club like that. Granted, I haven't been to too many clubs in this day and age, but I tend more towards the..." He waves his hand in the same vague gesture that Alec had. "... ones."

Alec bit his lower lip, trying not to smile at Magnus' decision to shock Izzy. She probably wouldn't' believe him if he told her that he'd tried something that she'd deemed 'too adventurous' for him. "We'll have to take pictures for her to believe it."

He paused, thinking of all the things that Magnus probably hadn't seen but might be interested in. "We can go to the louder ones." Alec could deal with his discomfort for an evening when they were both trying to find ways to compromise. "But I don't know how to dance at those clubs. I only know the older steps." Which was something Alec shouldn't think about since he was imagining what it'd be like to dance with Magnus.

Glancing away, he tried to fight back a blush. "We could try one of the quieter clubs too. Someplace that you can hear the music, feel the emotion that they're pouring into the song." Magnus probably would think that was stupid, but music had been his refuge for years and his love for it sometimes crept out at odd times.

"You have an Instagram?" Magnus teased. He knew enough about the mortal world to know about foodie porn. It was just another type of sensuality in his book.

"Dancing at those clubs is not that hard, you know." Magnus moved to hop onto the kitchen counter, totally at ease now, totally willing and ready to tease Alec while he ordered the food.

"I can teach you. It's just finding the rhythm. Moving with your hips." There was a wink there. "Much the same as the slower music.

Though, you're right," he allowed. "There's something to be said for more feeling in the music."

"Yes, I have one. I even post pictures regularly." Not of himself, but of random strange or beautiful things he saw while he wandered around the city.

"Sure it's not," he answered with a roll of his eyes. Alec was sure he could be graceful since he'd learned enough martial arts to make that aspect of dancing easy. It was being that close to a stranger that he hadn't enjoyed.

That wouldn't be a problem with Magnus. Keeping his hands off Magnus would be the problem if he danced like that. "I don't think that's the same as a waltz." It'd been just as scandalous in its time but he couldn't think of it as erotic compared to the dancing Magnus described.

"I'll have to take you to one of the clubs so you can see that I'm right." He had an idea of which might work. The hole in the wall place he snuck off to when Izzy didn't ask him to go clubbing with her.

Grabbing his phone, he dialed the number for the restaurant and began ordering their dinner, including the squid and whatever spicy foods seemed appealing. "Anything else?" he mouthed, holding the menu so that Magnus could point at anything he wanted.

Magnus raised a brow at that. He made a mental note to log into Alec's computer sometime when the young man was asleep to investigate this Instagram account. And any other pictures he might have lurking on his hard drive. Just for research. To get to know him better.

"It starts with a waltz," Magnus says with a rakish grin. "You know once upon a time a waltz was a very scandalous dance. Spinning around like that. It was supposed to drive a lady wild."

He listened to Alec's order then shook his head when he asked if he wanted more. They were well taken care of. He waited until Alec was back off the phone to continue.

"Do you have anything like club music here? I could show you here instead of in a loud, obnoxious club."

Rolling his eyes, he tried not to smile at Magnus' antics. "Then it's a good thing that I never want to drive ladies wild. They'll always be safe with me." Not that Maryse hadn't tried that tactic, but he'd managed to evade his mother's matchmaking until he was out of high school and could come out.

Ending the call, he set the phone down, surprised when Magnus asked about club music. "I think so? If I don't have any of it on my computer, we can find it. There's radio stations that play it." Occasionally he'd tried to listen to it at a more manageable level to see if he liked it when he wasn't being deafened.

But would it be a good idea to let Magnus show him that? If he did, Alec might be tempted to do something dangerous. Especially when his guard was already slipping. The problem was wanting to do it. He wanted to be close to Magnus and see if the incubus might like him as more than just a snack. Stepping closer to Magnus so that he could prove to himself that he could be near the demon without losing control, he took a deep breath, knowing he was making a terrible decision. "Just dancing?"

"You could without trying," Magnus points out, again unable to help his grin. "And the gentlemen, too."

Not that Magnus was in any way, shape, or form a gentleman, but Alec drove him a little wild, too.

Case in point: He watched Alec step forward with wide cat eyes, taking in the young man and the bold way in which he seemed to close the distance between them. Magnus wanted to reach out and grab him. But there was something to be noticed, too, in the way that Alec breathed in to calm himself.

Was it really so terrible to be near Magnus?

He stifled that thought -- of course it is -- and grinned.

"That's all I'm suggesting," he said. If more happened then....

Alec didn't believe that he could be that attractive to either sex, but foolish or not, he did want to be interesting to a certain someone. "What about someone who isn't obviously a gentleman?" An incubus wouldn't be described in those terms, but Magnus hadn't really crossed any lines. He hadn't done anything unscrupulous to seduce Alec.

Biting his lower lip, he reminded himself of all the reasons why he had to be careful around Magnus. And why it was a terrible idea to try to prove that his self-control could hold when he was so close to the demon. Usually when he was near Magnus, he had to fight the urge to kiss his roommate. Now, he was captivated by the gold and green of Magnus' eyes. "Your eyes are beautiful." Wait, that wasn't what he was supposed to say. "Uh - I mean I would like to learn to dance."

If the first question hadn't been enough to make Magnus still -- curious and careful as a cat -- then the second comment definitely did the trick.

No one said his eyes were beautiful. Terrifying, maybe. The things of nightmares or dark seduction. But never simply beautiful. Never admired openly and frankly and... sweetly.

If demons could blush, he would have right then and there. But as it was, Magnus could only sit on the countertop, feeling his mouth go dry.

"...Sorry?"

Magnus looked startled and... like how Alec felt when Magnus said something flirty and charming and he couldn't quite process what was going on. It took Alec a few seconds to rewind their conversation and puzzle through what had confused Magnus. The comment about a gentleman? That had to be obvious when Magnus was always teasing him and trying to seduce him. Dancing? They'd already discussed that and Alec had said that he wanted to learn.

That left the comment about Magnus' eyes. "Your eyes. They're beautiful." They had been unnerving at first, proof that his roommate wasn't human, but once Alec got used to them, he hadn't been afraid. After that it wasn't difficult to notice how attractive Magnus' eyes were.

Hoping that he wasn't doing something foolish, he leaned in and brushed a quick kiss against Magnus' lips. "Sometimes when I look at them, I completely forget what I'm going to say."

Magnus can't help himself. He's a creature of vices, of passions and bad decisions. It's in his very core. It doesn't matter that the kiss is quick, a brush of lips. It inspires a fire in the incubus' veins all the same.

His leg hooks around Alec's, drawing him closer as he reaches out to slide his hand through the hair at the back of Alec's head. In a second, if Alec's body allows, they're practically flush together and Magnus' lips are hovering over Alec's.

"Kiss me again."

The kiss had been a terrible idea. No matter how brief the contact had been, it made Alec want to do more than just kiss Magnus. He knew that there was a danger. He'd seen enough illustrations in the books he'd read to know that Magnus was someone he should be terrified of, but he wasn't afraid. Magnus wasn't forcing him. The hand on his nape made him want to lean in, not try to get away.

Inhaling sharply when they ended up pressed together, Alec hesitated for a moment, almost blurting out that he'd never really kissed anyone. Not someone that he wanted to kiss. Cupping Magnus' cheek, he hoped that the incubus couldn't see how nervous he was. Before he could talk himself out of it, Alec shifted closer, finally giving in to temptation and kissing Magnus.

He could see how nervous Alec was and Magnus ate it up like something delicious. Rarely had he encountered someone so inexperienced who, at the same time, knew what he wanted. Knew that he wanted Magnus, without any kind of magical, demonic finagling on the incubus' part. It was thrilling and a little bit of an ego boost.

Magnus' eyes fluttered shut as he leaned into the kiss. He didn't press for too much, didn't immediately dive in the way he wanted to, but it was clear from how he kissed him, he was eager and willing.

He wanted to see how far Alec would go without any undue influence from Magnus. How much of this was real.

He was being foolish. This was dangerous. He shouldn't have given in to temptation. He should have ignored how much he wanted to kiss Magnus. Alec had lived with self-denial for years so it should have been simple to back away from the incubus instead of closing the distance between them for a kiss.

It was stupid. Reckless. Maybe if Magnus had done something that had made Alec think that he was being coerced in some way, he would have been able to look away, but Magnus hadn't done anything to bespell him. Maybe if he hadn't been so surprised that Alec thought his eyes were beautiful, Alec wouldn't have let himself have something he'd wished for since he'd realized that Magnus wasn't going to simply pounce on him and devour him.

When Magnus didn't pull away or try to take control, he began to deepen the kiss. Sliding his fingers from Magnus' jaw to his hair, Alec tried to remember that he should be cautious but logic kept slipping away. Heart racing at finally being close to Magnus, he made a soft sound against Magnus' lips. Wrapping his arms around the incubus' waist, he pulled Magnus closer. It might not be the most skilled kiss Magnus had received, but it was earnest, eager, offering Magnus all the longing and frustration that Alec had been trying to hide.

This was... This was more than Magnus could have hoped for, had ever experienced. He felt lost, like a boat on the sea without a mooring. He wanted to devour Alec, of course. It was natural instinct. But this was unlike any kiss that Magnus had ever had, and the newness of it confused him.

That confusion didn't take away from how much he liked it, though, how much he wanted more of Alec's gentle touch, how much he thrilled at that soft noise from the human.

He scooted forward as best he could, pressing his body against Alec, looping his arms around his neck and holding him close. He wanted this kiss to go on forever, for them to stay in this moment where nothing else mattered except the two of them, just beings needing each other.

Moaning into the kiss when Magnus moved closer, he knew that he was in trouble. Magnus could do anything he wanted and Alec would agree. Not because Magnus was a demon. If it was that simple, Alec would fight his feelings and gain some measure of self control. He knew when Magnus was using his demon charm on him.

This was simple. This was kiss shared without compulsion or the hunger that Alec was afraid would destroy him. This was what he'd been wanting while he avoided all those blind dates and hook ups that his siblings had set up for him.

Eventually he pulled away, needing to catch his breath, resting his forehead against Magnus' for a moment. Then Alec kissed Magnus again, trusting Magnus not to harm him
as he lost himself in the feeling of the two of them wrapped around each other.

Terror made Magnus' chest seize up in the moment that Alec pulled away, fear that he would run away and pretend like this never happened. But all he did was rest his forehead against Magnus', a gesture the demon was familiar with but not so personally, so genuinely intimately, and try to catch his breath.

Magnus did, too, but he keened softly once Alec was kissing him again. His hands started to move now, running through Alec's hair, moving down his shoulders. Not down his chest, there wasn't enough room between them to manage that.

He broke the kiss periodically, just for a pant of breath, and to murmur against Alec's mouth. "You're amazing."

When Magnus made that sound, he almost pulled away, afraid he'd done something wrong. Maybe Magnus didn't want him to kiss him again. Maybe he was somehow doing it wrong. Alec's experiences with kissing hadn't been pleasant, usually involving giggly, drunk girls at the clubs Izzy liked or the end of an awkward date.

He began to pull away when Magnus' fingers caught in his hair, distracting him from his worry that Magnus didn't want this, want him.

Magnus wouldn't keep kissing him if he didn't want to be kissed.

When he heard those words, Alec almost felt dizzy from the shock of them. Magnus was an incubus. How could he be impressed with a virgin who barely knew how to kiss? "I am?"

"Yes," Magnus chuckled in response, and it was a dark, sensuous thing coupled with a nip of teeth to Alec's lower lip, a tug to ask him not to pull away, despite his surprise.

"You're afraid, but you're not." He cupped the back of Alec's neck, holding him to another kiss, this one with the tease of tongue and the promise of more.

"Do you know how rare that is? For me?"