Magnus was of course hogging the sheets, they were his and he happened to be much less dressed than the other man. He was a man used to bold, and deep colors. He lived in the lap of luxury and even in Salem he wasn't willing to give that up. He knew though, that they would eventually need to sleep in their hotel rooms lest they want the witches throwing a curve ball at them for some reason. As though something happened around the town when most slept, he wondered if a stake out was in order really.
Then his mind had snapped back to reality, and Alec's words of honesty came crashing into his mind one after another, a slick grin placed well on his lips while he refused to open his eyes just yet. "You have undergarments on...I don't. Isn't there a saying about giving to the needy?" He snickered, Magnus would have liked to think he was naked under those sheets after some filthy and very naughty turn of events from last night. Alas that was not the case, though as close as the two could get they would, they'd both agreed that now wasn't the right time and not just because of the witches and their spells but because they still wanted to take it slow. This was nothing like Magnus would have behaved any other time, with any other person. It just made concrete that their love was real, and deep.
"Work? Oh right...but your ass looks amazing when I make sure to have at least one cup fall every three or so hours. It's worth footing the bill if you ask me." Snickering, he didn't really want to admit he'd been making messes on purpose but there it was and no use gasping over it now. "Be nice to the mundane's...they are the ones affording you a good pay to be able to live comfortably. Not that I wouldn't take care of you otherwise, but you're too headstrong and stubborn. I love that about you." He sighed and rolled over to face Alec as the man pulled the sheets down.