Gift
Magnus felt Alec snuggle up to him in his sleep, wrapped his arms around his waist, and kissed him on his temple. "I'm going to make Christmas breakfast for us in bed," Alec whispered in his husband's ear. "I'm looking forward to it," Magnus said lazily.
It was strange to Magnus that his husband would not return for long. He got up and put on his robe and walked out of the bedroom. There was no sign of Alec in the kitchen. "Alexander?" Magnus called. "Alexander?" Magnus entered the living room, his chin dropped in surprise.
Alec lay under the Christmas tree, and his intimate parts were adorned with a huge red bow. "Will you unpack me, Mr. Lightwood-Bane ?!" He grinned amusedly.
"With great pleasure, Mr. Lightwood-Bane," Magnus knelt beside him and kissed him passionately.