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Those were the noises he lived for during these moments. The soft whimpers and the loud moans. But right now, the loud moans were risky, the possibility of drawing too much attention to their hiding spot in the closet. A shudder ran down his spine as nails marked his skin, back arching into Alec.

“Alexander–” He wanted to tell him he needed to be quiet but they both knew that already. And they both struggled with it, moans falling from Magnus’ own lips with ease. “Oh fuck, I’m getting so close now.” He murmured against Alec’s neck, grip tightening just slightly on his hips.

Teeth sank into the flesh of his bottom lip again. He knew he couldn’t risk another loud noise like that or they’d be caught. But it was hard to care when Magnus was with him like this, when he was being pressed against the wall so hard his back stung. Or when the warlock was moaning into his ear.

Everything was so overwhelming and the next thing Alec knew, he was throwing his head back, mouth open in a silent scream as his release rammed into him hard. 

One hand slid into Alec’s hair and his fingers curled tightly in dark locks as his face pressed into his neck and his own orgasm washed over him only a few seconds after Alec’s.

His thrusts started to slow until he finally pulled out and found Alec’s lips with his own. “Oh I fucking love you, Alexander.”