A/N: So, dianasoren and I did another challenge. We chose a topic for the other person to write about, and we had to make it hard for the person to write, so she told me to write about Clary/Sebastian sex.
Clary cried out in pain as Sebastian shoved her onto the bed, her head hitting the hard backboard. He smacked her in the face.
"You will love me," he whispered into her ear.
"I will not," she spat back.
Instead of letting her go, which she saw little chance in happening anyway, he pulled his shirt off and proceeded to do the same with hers. She tried to hit him, but Sebastian pinned her arms down with his legs, seemingly straddling her waist, as he unbuckled his pants and her bra.
Clary didn't want to, but she didn't have a choice. This boy, her own brother, was forcing her to do exactly what she didn't want to do. But she knew if she didn't do what he asked, she risked putting the people she truly loved in danger. Somewhere in the midst of the night, she slid into a dreamless sleep, only to be awakened by Sebastien breathing down her neck, waiting again for what he wanted.
And she gave it to him.
But not because she loved him.
Because if she didn't she was afraid of what he might do to the people she did love.