Magnus parted his lips on a gasp as Alec's eyes met his, imagining that he could see gold reflected in the hazel depths that were staring him down. And even before he could form the words on his own tongue, Alec was saying them for him. "Aku cinta kamu," he murmured, hand cupping the side of Alec's face as his thumb rubbed over a cheekbone.

Groaning at the continued teasing—Magnus knew he only had himself to blame for teaching that skill by example—Magnus combined his fingers through Alec's hair to keep it out of the face he loved to watch. "I never knew just how many of your Shadowhunter skills would be useful in the bedroom," he murmured, the intended playfulness of his tone drowned out by the force of his lust.

Magnus lifted his hips, pressing against Alec's lips in a silent plead for more. The grin he was met with instead all but undid him—confident and beautiful and proud—and he simply moaned while snapping his fingers. Half of the contents of their toy box rained down on the bed beside them, a few items rolling off the edge to bounce on the floor. Magnus could only pray that he'd managed to summon a cock ring and some lube, too desperate to try the spell again without pausing to truly focus.