Welcome one and all to my new story. I have it all planned out but would love your comments on what direction you would like this to go in.
It's Friday night and Clary Fray is sitting on the couch watching reruns of her favourite show. The past week has been really tiring as she has just moved to New York to stay with her brother. After spending a week unpacking and buying new furniture for their apartment she is finally set up.
Jon is out like every other normal 24 year old enjoying his Saturday night. He asked her join him and his friends but she is so tired out she politely declines and tells him she needs some alone time. She is not ready to face her friends yet. She needs time to adjust back to New York life.
She has finished cleaning and showered and changed into a comfy outfit. She is wearing pale green checked pyjama shorts and a mint green tank top and not much else. It feels good to just sit back and lounge after the week she has had. The transition from London where she has been studying for the past three years back to New York has been a bittersweet one. She is glad to be back around family and friends but she misses the freedom of London. The buzz of student life. Her friends and the life that she left behind.
She is brought out of her thoughts by a banging on the door. She had ordered a pizza 10 minutes ago but this has to be the quickest service ever. She picks up her wallet and heads towards the door.
She swings it open but is unprepared for the sight in front of her. As the door opens a blonde figure falls through it landing on top of her. She can smell alcohol on his breath and opens her mouth to scream. He tries to pull himself off her and she is lying beneath him screaming.
She pushes him off her with as much force as she can muster and he rolls off her groaning.
She is still screaming and gets up and looks down at him getting ready to go lock herself in her bedroom. A look of recognition crosses her eyes and she realises it is her brother's best friend Jace Lightwood lying on the floor in front of her.
She hasn't seen him in years not since before she moved to London. He still looks the same ... Like a golden haired god. Deep down she wonders what changes the years have really brought about. She knows she has changed and she can't be the only one.
"You're not Jon," he sighs rolling over to one side on the floor looking up at her. He is clearly deeply intoxicated judging by his behaviour.
"Jon's not here." She says breathing deeply to try and calm her racing heart, "you scared me."
"Are you his new girlfriend?" Jace slurs finally turning his head to look at her properly.
"No, Jace, it's me Clary you big idiot. You scared the life out of me." She says in an annoyed tone.
"No you're not," He says annoyed propping his head up on one arm and staring up at her smirking his signature smirk, "Clary doesn't have breasts as big as yours ... Don't get me wrong she has very nice breasts but your body is banging, baby."
She crosses her arms over her chest consciously and wonders when she ever remembers Jace taking notice of her let alone her breasts. She wracks her mind and can't find one moment of interaction to explain his words. He definitely hasn't changed. He still thinks he can get away with saying anything he likes to whoever he likes. The problem is he usually can. His looks grant him a get out of jail free card, well that and his wealth.
"What are you doing here, Jace?" She asks impatiently.
"This loser attacked me at the club because his girlfriend was all over me and they kicked ME out. I lost my wallet and this was the closest place so I came here. Jon wouldn't mind, what's your name again baby?" He asks seductively.
"It's Clary, how many times do I have to say it moron." She says losing her cool.
He sits up finally and looks up at her, he narrows his eyes and stands in front of her as if he is trying to figure something out.
He puts his hands on her shoulders and stares at her intently, "Well if you're clary ..." He begins.
He hand trail down and he gropes her chest. Clary's eyes widen in shock as he cups her breasts one in each hand.
"Did you get a boob job, Clary?" He asks musing, "but they feel real..."
She pushes him off her and extending her hand back slap him with as much force as she can gather.
"What is wrong with you?" She shouts furiously, "You absolutely lecherous creep!"
He grabs his cheek chuckling, he barely seems phased and smirks at her, "Ah there it is the Clarissa Fray self-righteous indignation...I believe you now." He says chuckling raising his eyebrow at her.
"Get out now!" She growls at him with a look that could kill.
She hears another knock at the door and realises it must be her pizza. She checks through the peephole this time and sees a delivery guy standing there in a red t-shirt. She picks up her wallet from the floor and opens the door.
The pizza guy's mouth opens wide staring her up and down. His eyes linger on her chest. What is it with everyone today? She hands him the money grabs the pizza out of his hands and slams the door in his face.
He knocks again and she opens the door with an angry look in her eyes, "What?!" She asks angrily opening the door.
Jace is next to her all of a sudden with his arm around her in the most casual manner.
"Sorry buddy she's just angry because I didn't recognise her." He says in an amused tone.
"Your change..." He says handing the notes back to Jace.
"Thanks." He says and shuts the door as the pizza guy walks away shaking his head.
Clary shrugs his arm off her and looks over at him with a withering look, "Aren't you leaving?"
"I mean we have Pizza, I can hardly leave now." He says smirking at her, "I stay here all the time, Jon won't mind."
She throws her hand up in the air sighing in exasperation.
"Do as you please, just stay the hell away from me." She growls taking the box of pizza back to the couch.
"I'm going to use the bathroom," he says taking off his jacket and stretching his arms up, "I know where everything is don't worry." He is dressed in dark wash jeans and a very snug black t-shirt with black boots. He looks good Clary hates to admit to herself.
After about 15 minutes he walks back in just his boxers. He has clearly showered and his hair is damp. She has to stop herself from openly staring at his body but he does catch her looking for an instant. He smirks at this clearly enjoying the effect he is having on her. She blushes and looks done at her pizza grabbing another slice.
"What on earth are you doing?" She asks not looking at him as he plonks himself down next to her with a glass of water in his hand. He drains it in one gulp and sets it down on the coffee table in front of him.
He grabs a slice of pizza and devours it in a few bites, "I might as well get comfortable if I'm staying the night" he says sounding much more coherent now.
"You are not." Clary huffs glaring at him.
"I am." He says, "I'm going to be sleeping in your bed." He says nudging her playfully with his shoulder.
She looks over at him in disbelief and rolls her eyes at him, "No. You. Are. Not." She says enunciating each word for effect.
"We'll see about that." He says shrugging, "Can I touch your breasts again?" He has a smirk on his face as he says this.
She can't believe how full of himself he is. But she knows he is trying to get a rise out of her.
She looks over at him her eyes hard, "No." she says shaking her head.
"But I asked so nicely." He says petulantly, "you've got to let me now."
"Nope." She says not even looking at him now.
"You're so sexy when you're angry, Clary." He whispers in her ear in a voice that makes the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.
"Drop dead Jace." She growls back at him.
He reaches forward and takes another slice of pizza.
"You're welcome to touch me anywhere you like." He says nonchalantly, "Just so you know."
She ignores him.
"Anywhere, anytime, as many times as you like ..." he says in a seductive tone, "God you're so hot I forgot how sexy you are."
She blushes and turns away from him.
"London has done you the world of good although you seem to have picked up that British uptight behaviour." He says smirking.
"Fuck off." She says acidly not turning back to look at him.
"I'd gladly fuck you, baby." He says roughly running his hand down her arm.
She groans feeling goose bumps rising on her arms, "You're making me uncomfortable and you know it."
"Why?" he asks pulling her to face him. His eyes have a playful look in them.
"You're drunk." She says uneasily tensing under his gaze, "You're damn inappropriate and I just want to be alone."
"I'm not that drunk anymore…" he says taking another slice of pizza and biting into it hungrily, "And honestly if you just let me ... Just give me a try and if you don't like it I'll stop bothering you. I see the way your body is responding to mine ... Don't deny it you like what you see." He says in a matter of fact tone.
She looks over at him incredulously, "Does this usually work?" she asks rolling her eyes.
"Yes." He says simply.
"Well then women in New York are stupid." She says bitingly.
"You're so sexy, baby," He says adopting his seductive tone again, "I'm not giving up on you."
"I'm leaving," she says abruptly standing up.
"Just one kiss then." He says grabbing her hand to stop her leaving, "If you don't want to do anything after that I swear I'll keep my thoughts and hands to myself. Just give me one chance."
"No," she says exasperated, "let go of me." Pulling away her hand.
"Come on Clary I'm begging here," he calls after her, "I don't usually have to beg."
She shakes her head and keeps walking away towards her bedroom. She is walking down the hallway when she feels him pull her back to face him. She gasps and looks up at him his proximity is incapacitating her. He suddenly pins her against the wall and kisses her roughly. And then that is it. As much as she has resisted all this time once his mouth is on hers she is responsive to his every touch.
Maybe it's because she's feeling lonely, or maybe it's because deep down despite his nature she is attracted to him. He does end up in her bed that night and he gets to do all the things he wanted to do.
Okay so here is your first chapter. I have two other fics I'm writing at the moment 'Kiss kiss' and 'Sugar' go check them out if you liked this one.
Currently waiting for feedback on 'Kiss Kiss' to post a sexually explicit chapter in the story or use it as the basis for a sequel. Help me out guys.
So I have written the next chapter it just needs some editing and this story will involve a whole host of other TMI characters. Watch out for them.
Let me know your thoughts in the review box. And is there anything else in particular you would like to see?