It's perfectly normal for the girl to scale the wall to the window. (for alec_lightwood)

[magna_bane]

The day had been pretty rough. Will found ways to make her work harder when they trained together and it was some strange ritual to make her go away. Sometimes she wasn't sure if he enjoyed her company or if he hated it. He had more mood swings than a woman. Not that she cared. She neither liked him nor hated him. Which was about the same for Jem. The one thing she knew for certain... she liked to keep them safe without either of them noticing. If the didn't notice, they couldn't ask her about it. Things were better that way.

On the other hand, sitting in the attic with a book in her lap that day, she found like so many other days that all she thought about was one person. The first time the smaller branch of the Lightwood family visited the Institute, she'd gone from disinterested in life to a rush of feelings that left her breathless. Will hated the Lightwoods. No matter which family branch... but her entire perception changed the first time his eyes met hers.

Which was why she nimbly scaled the wall up to the dimly lit window of a London apartment. Pulling up onto the window ledge nimbly, she tapped the glass pane softly. It wasn't the first night that she did this. Swinging her feet lightly, she tucked the wayward ebony strands behind an ear and peered down at the city below while waiting.

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[magna_bane]

The way he reacted to the way she pressed her lips to his skin made her smile. Even after losing herself in the explosion of euphoria and desire, she wanted nothing more than to make him feel just as good. Tremors raced along her spine as she licked and kissed a mark on his throat before gently nipping it. Suckling on the darkened skin, she hoped the mark itself would hide what she was doing.

Her hips bucked against him from the after shocks of want and need. Everything. He made her feel alive and complete. Whole. And hearing him call her beautiful was more than she could stand. "Alec..." Moaning his name, she felt the explosion of heat between them as well as the damp heat spreading between their bodies.

Pressing her lips against his, she took her time kissing him. Lazy sweet kisses as she explored his mouth and looked for what little things he loved most. Learning. She wanted to learn what he loved and what he didn't.

Lowering down onto him, she closed her eyes and kept her lips against the spot just under his ear. A low soft purr she didn't notice seemed to leave her as his hands and fingers worked through her hair and neck. Her own hand cupped the other side of his neck and lightly coiled in his hair as she let out a happy sound. "Do you regret it?" Her voice stayed soft, sweet.

But in reality she was falling asleep. Never in her life had she felt happier or more alive than this. "It was perfect to me..."

[alec_lightwood]

There was probably going to be a bite mark on his neck. The thought caused him to smile, dazed and happy in a way that seemed to lighten his soul. Magnus loved him and the bruise would be a sign of those feelings even if later it would have to be healed so no one would see it.

Warm contentment slipped through him as he returned those kisses, slowly tasting her, moaning quietly as they both learned what the other liked. After assuming for so long that he wouldn't have a chance to be with Magnus, it almost felt like he was dreaming.

When his breathing calmed, he began to notice more than his love's beauty and their happiness. The state of his clothing would become awkward soon but Alec couldn't find the energy or inclination to move when Magnus was on top of him, kissing at his ear. It took a moment for him to realize that she was humming, a soft sound that reminded him of a purr, relaxing him as if she truly was purring. Gently rubbing her neck, he met golden eyes with a look of adoration and not a trace of regret. "I will never regret a moment of happiness shared with you."

His fingers slowed as the purr caused him to drowse even as he felt elated that she hadn't been disappointed and that she didn't regret that they hadn't waited. "It was perfect for me too."