Smutty Sunday 1: Malec

They are the ultimate OTP

First and foremost, I would like to apologize to my dad. SORRY! But I'm sure you expected it. And I have warned you about the explicit content of my writing. ON WITH THE SHOW! Warning: I am a fan of Shadowhuners, the show, but that's all the knowledge I have of TMI. So if I get ANYTHING wrong, I apologize!

RATED: R (Sex and strong language)
You have been warned. There's still time to turn back

Alec sat behind his desk. He was now head of the Institute. He had his own office and more responsibilities than before, meaning he's not home as much as he would like. So his boyfriend, Magnus, often visited him. Especially when he had to work late. Like tonight. But Magnus was late.
"Alec?" Izzy, Alec's younger sister walked into his office.
"What is it? Busy here?"
"Uh- well I'm done for the night, but do you want me to order you food? Since- you'll be here till the crack of dawn."
"No. I'll be fine. But thanks." He was looking something over.
"Where's Magnus?"
"Not here, obviously." Alec snapped back. He adored his sister, but he hated when she bothered him when he was working.
"Okay. Sorry. Goodnight." She walked around the wooden desk and kissed her older brother's cheek. He didn't respond. The Institute was much more important. As soon as Izzy left his office, the door slammed shut, catching his attention.
"Good." Magnus leaned on the closed door. "How are you, Alexander?"
"Working."
"Of course, but-"
"I probably won't be home until- hours from now."
"Fine. I understand, but-"
"Magnus, I really have to work tonight. No shenanigans like-"
"Last night? Oh, but I remember you begging for more."
"Me?" Alec looked at the warlock. "If I remember correctly, that was you on your knees, begging." Alec cracked a smile, before going back to his reading.
"Okay, Fine." Magnus put his hand on the paper his boyfriend read from.
"Magnus."
"No. You need to give me more attention than that."
"Please. Not tonight."
"Please tonight?" Magnus pouted, making Alec sighed and shook his head. Magnus' reaction was to shove everything off the Shadowhunter's desk.
"Why?"
"Just take off your clothes."
"Magnus-"
"If you don't, I will." Magnus smirk, teased the other man, who bit his bottom lip. "Just give in. You know I won't leave you alone until you do."
"I can't."
"You can. You're allowed to take a break."
"I took a break last night." Magnus leaned over the desk and kissed Alec.
"The door is locked and I assume you're the last one here tonight. As always."
"Yeah, but-"
"No more buts- except yours." Magnus traced one of the runes on Alec's arm.
"Sometimes I hate you."
"No you don't." Magnus sat on the desk and looked into Alec's green eyes. "Why do you have to make things so complicated." And with that, Alec's clothes disappeared, leaving him in his boxers and his fingerless gloves. Alec looked at his boyfriend, with raised eyebrows. "What? It's an improvement. So are you going to give me what I want or-" Alec shut him up by clashing their lips together. It wasn't as magical as it sounds, but neither complained. Magnus smiled. Alec was now standing. He was right where Magnus wanted him.
"I can't believe you." Alec laughed, looking into Magnus' yellow eyes. He got up from the desk and began to clean up Magnus' mess.
"Alec." The centuries old warlock whined like a child. "Why must you torture me?" He jumped off the desk and began helping Alec.
"Where are my clothes?" Alec asked.
"Nicely folded on the black sofa." Magnus mentioned to the pile of fabric on one of the two couches near the fireplace. "I'm sorry."
"You're forgiven." Alec kissed Magnus, pushing him so that he was between the desk and the young Shadowhunter.
"Well then." Magnus smirked. Alec practically ripped off Magnus' jacket. His hands wandered Magnus's body. They looked into each other's eyes, hungrily. Alec began to unbutton his boyfriend's violet shirt. Magnus watched him, enjoying the feeling of Alec's hands on his body. There was not much he could do since he had gotten rid of Alec's dark clothing. Getting impatient, Alec ripped the violet fabric open, pulling it off Magnus and throwing it to the ground. "Aren't we a little desperate?"
"Shut up."
"Yessir." Magnus smiled. He loved when Alec was dominant over him. Alec unbuttoned Magnus' dark blue jeans and pulled them down slightly, smiling at the fact that there was nothing underneath. He pulled down his own boxer and kicking them off.
"Turn around." Magnus obeyed. Alec pulled open a drawer of his desk and grabbed the lube, which was taped to the top of the inside of the drawer. Bending Magnus over, Alec lubed his fingers. He was meticulous about lubing Magnus. That and he just really liked teasing him.
"Come on." Magnus whined.
"Sh." Alec smirked as he lubed his erect cock.
When he was ready, he positioned himself. Allowing the head slide over the entrance, Magnus moaned upon entrance, his shoulders tensing. Alec started slowly, but hard. "Fuck." Magnus bit his bottom lip, feeling Alec's throbbing cock in him. Alec figured it was enough teasing and he quickened the pace. "Ah." His moans turned Alec on more. Alec grabbed Magnus' hips, thrusting harder. "Ale- xander." Magnus gasped for breath, grabbing the sides of the desk and throwing his head back in ecstasy and moaning. It wasn't long before Alec felt himself close to his climax. He bit his bottom lip, feeling himself cumming. "That. Was Beautiful." Magnus collapsed on the desk, trying to regain his strength. Alec stumbled to his swivel chair and collapsed, catching his breath. Pasing his hand through his now sweaty hair, Alec took a deep breath and looked at Magnus, who now stood up and in a blink of an eye was dressed again.
"Going so soon?" Alec asked.
"I need to get ready for round two." Magnus winked, before disappearing out of Alec's office.

He came. He saw. He conquered.
Happy Sunday!

Bedroom Ballad 2: The Santiago and Lewis Household

Raphael being adorable as hell.

So this is PLATONIC as requested by my good friend Sarah. I am a fan of the Shadowhunters TV show, but I have not read the books, nor have watched the movie from a few years ago. So I write this strictly on my knowledge from the show, and what I've been told....and what I've "researched" online. This is an AU where Simon and Raphael are flatmates, but not much is different.

Raphael sat at the small square kitchen table. The coffee maker started on its own, catching his attention. Izzy was here. Simon only turned on the coffee pot when he had his girlfriend stay the night. Raphael looked out the window. His favorite pastime since he couldn't actually go outside after sunrise.
"Sh. I don't know if he's back yet." Simon's voice was quiet, but Raphael heard him clearly. The oak bedroom door slowly creaked open, but Simon sped to his seat opposite his roommate. "Morning. How was your night?"
Raphael stared at him. He didn't exactly love Simon, but he didn't hate him either. It was more of an annoyance. But he did care for him. Not that he'd ever admit it. "What do you want?"
"Nothing? Can't a guy just ask his best friend how his night was?"
"Best friend?" Raphael asked, the annoyance in his voice making Simon stiffen. "I see Isabelle stayed the night."
"Yeah." Simon smirked. "I had a great night."
"I figured. Breakfast is in the fridge." Raphael explained, looking back out the window.
"Great." Simon walked to their somewhat expensive fridge and opened it, grabbing a bag of blood. "Thanks. I'll get tomorrow."
"No you won't." Raphael vetoed Simon as usual. The only reason he let Simon live with him was because he pitted him. Either Simon came to live with him, or Camille. And Raphael figured the kid's chances were better with him.
"Uh-"
"Good morning, boys." Izzy exited Simon's bedroom, in nothing but a towel. She walked to the counter and poured coffee in a mug. Raphael's mug. Not that he ever used it, but it was still his.
"Don't you have a home to go to?" Raphael asked.
"Don't you have a hotel to run?" Izzy asked.
"Come on guys. Let's not fight." Simon looked at his girlfriend then at his roommate.
"If you're so tired of me staying here, why don't you give Simon one of the suite's? Then I don't have to bother you anymore."
"No."
"Come on, Raphael. I'm not a Fledgling anymore. I can handle myself."
"He's perfectly fine with me." Izzy explained, but Raphael noticed the marks on her neck where Simon almost bit, but he stopped before he got too far.
"No. That's my final answer." He looked at Simon who nodded. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a hotel to run." Raphael got up from the table and fixed his jacket. "You two, have a nice day."


A/N: Depending on the reaction of this Ballad, I might make this into a full blown fanfic on Wattpad.